Game 3

Game 3 Outline

Cat'lyst

Are you yourself again? You try to stand up, but when you do, it's very uncomfortable. You immediatley drop down on all fours. Wait. You don't have four legs. Do you? You look down and see black fur all over your arms. You open your mouth to sream, but all that comes out is a "mrrrrowww"

Congrats. You are now a cat.

A old woman comes up, and says, "Now, Whiskers, you know you souldn't lay down in you litterbox'

Gross.

Now what?

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