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You squeeze through the crack. You see a blue cat with darker spots, blue eyes, and he is also a ghost. He glares at you. "A golden she-cat?" You nod.

He looks you over a little more. "I wanted a red tom." He fades out. What was that?

If you came here as a ghost, go to page 19

If you came here as alive, go to page 18

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