LEAVING THE CAT TO THEIR (? YOU NEVER ASKED FOR ITS PRONOUNS) YOU STUMBLE OUT OF THE DENSE WOODS INTO A VAST GRASSY MEADOW, TEEMING WITH WILDFLOWERS AND DEER, CALMLY GRAZING.
YOU BEARLY HAVE TIME TO CATCH YOUR BREATH BEFORE A GREAT PANIC BREAKS OUT AMONGST THE HERD, SEEMINGLY PROMPTED BY A DANGER YOUR EYES ARE BLIND TOO.
...OR PERHAPS ONE THAT IS BEHIND YOU. YOU TURN YOUR HEAD SLOWLY, YOUR HEART RACING, BREATH CATCHING IN YOUR THROAT...
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