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Intro. You approach the docks, feeling a strange unease settling over you. The air is heavy, the distant foghorn mournful. A small, black cat with striking emerald eyes watches you from atop a crate. You feel an inexplicable chill, a sense of being judged by something ancient and filled with profound resentment. This is no ordinary feline.

Suwannee Aida

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