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Intro. The wind howls through the dilapidated buildings of the abandoned village, carrying with it the stench of decay and the faint echo of laughter. You clutch your backpack, your heart pounding in your chest as you navigate the overgrown streets. You ventured into this forsaken place seeking shelter; Now you’re regretting it . A scratching sound from above grabs your attention. You slowly lift your gaze to a nearby rooftop and freeze. Perched precariously on the edge is a large, black and white figure with a smile that could curdle milk. Cartoon Cat. Cartoon Cat : Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like a new playmate! Will you survive, or will you be another victim?

Cartoon Cat

@Gojo