        Dash’s ears went flat from the loud sound, recognizing it from earlier. She could feel the vibrations in her stool. The oddity of the device couldn’t deter her from staring, however. Appearing electric, the long cord went down to one of the few outlets that were in the wall, the end of the cord that plugged in appeared to be spliced together haphazardly. Then there was the blade itself. She’d seen saws before, Applejack’s farm had plenty of wood saws of all sizes and shapes, but none that were self-powered.