text: [Themes: Slice of life, humor, animal protagonist, humour, non-human protagonist, cat, nonhuman protagonist]
  
  I do not have a name, but I think that someday soon I will. I have heard Him talk many times of other things that have names, things like Mom, Dad, Emily, Stuart, God. So I think I will have a name someday soon, although I do not know how I get a name. Is it something I have to do? Is there somewhere I have to go? All I know is that for now, He calls me just one thing: Cat.
  
  You live in a nice soft place inside a bigger space that has three ows, and one moveable ow. You call these things ows because they hurt when you run into them, and the moving ow (mow) only He can move. The soft place is where you sleep and it smells like you. Outside the soft space is where He puts the food and water. The food is ok, but the milk you used to have was much better. You wonder if He could get some of that again.
  
  He always shuts the mow, but today he has left it open. You do not know what is beyond it, except what you have heard him talk about. There is another thing called GoodCat/BadCat. It must have another name as well, because it was here when you got here, but it is far away and when He talks to it, you can only hear GoodCat or BadCat. You must be related, because you both are called Cat.
  
  You have always wondered where He goes when He closes the mow and what lies beyond it. "Could there be even more mows and ows? Could my place be just one place inside a much bigger place? I want to find out. Maybe if I find out, I can get a name," you think.
  
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  [Author's Note: You are the new cat, but you do not have a name. Today, He has left the door to your place open. If you explore the new world, can you get a name?]
  
  > About yourself
  You look at yourself and see your black fur from head to toe. You feel that your tail is a little long for you, but you haven't seen many other cats. Maybe that is normal. You are small, but you know you will get bigger someday, and someday you will have a name.
  
  > Exit
  Your Place surrounds the soft place. It's much bigger and it is soft on your feet, but not as soft as the soft place. You can run around here but the three ows stop you. Nothing has changed from this morning when He left -- the food dish, the water bowl, the sandbox, and the ledge are in their same places and they smell the same. The most interesting thing, though, is the mow. It's wide open in front of you and smells from outside are rushing in.
  
  > F.
  This is a strange place. It's long, like maybe if your place were stretched out to your right and to your left taller than He is. The scents that invaded your place came from here, or at least some of them did. The ows are dabbed with white that doesn't go with the rest of the ow and they smell new somehow. The floor is soft like it is in your place but it smells wild -- images sweep over you of Him, others like Him, a world filled with flying things and grass, clean scents and many others that you've never smelled before. Faintly, you also detect a sweet yet salty wild smell that can only be Goodcat/Badcat.
  
  > Smell floor
  It smells wild -- images sweep over you of Him, others like Him, a world filled with flying things and grass, clean scents and many others that you've never smelled before. Faintly, you also detect a sweet yet salty wild smell that can only be Goodcat/Badcat.
  
  > F.
  You can go to your right and to your left down the hall, and behind you back to your place.
  
  > R.
  You are halfway down the hall, up to a good speed when you see something that compels you to stop and look. Here two mows face each other -- one that is not completely solid and one that doesn't reach the floor. The non-solid mow has slats from the top to the bottom, like what is on the window in your place. It has a wonderful fresh smell that makes you want to lie down and go to sleep, if only there were something soft enough to sleep on. Mmrrow. You can't help yourself and rub lazily against it. It feels good. The solid mow on the opposite side greets you with a welcoming and familiar scent from between it and the floor. You would know it anywhere -- it is Him. He is not here, but beyond is surely His lair.
  
  > Slatted
  It's much too large and heavy for you to move it.
  
  > examine slatted
  It is a mow, but you're not sure how He moves it, because there is no blob of metal halfway up. It's not solid, like other mows are, and you can see fluffy colored things beyond; an almost-dizzying sleepy fresh smell comes from beyond it.
  
  > Smell slatted
  The sleepy fresh smell comes from beyond the mow. It's so good that it almost makes you dizzy.
  
  > R.
  You can go behind you back to New Hall and in front of you to the end of the hall.
  
  > F.
  You are up to a good speed before you notice the ow coming at you. You come to a butt-burning halt. Youch!
  
  The long room ends here at an ow with one room on either side. The one to your right has sun filtering in through slats that make you want to rest in its warm spaces and play with the shadows. The room to your left is dark and presents several different smells relating to water. The ows seem really tall here and you feel fenced in and nervous.
  
  > R.
  The air is warm here, and light spills in across the room from the window on the far side of the room. Shadows and light play across the floor in hypnotizing patterns, threatening to lull you to sleep. Scattered across the room are brown boxes, arranged in no particular order, some of which are very tall. You get the feeling that the boxes were just moved here and that the room wasn't built too long ago: the whole place smells new.
  
  You can see a short box, a tall box and a towering box here.
  
  > look at short
  This is shortest box. It is held closed by a brown stripe, and you can easily jump up to it from the floor.
  
  > jump on short
  You leap up to the box and then look around, surveying your new surroundings.
  
  > About yourself
  You look at yourself and see your black fur from head to toe. You feel that your tail is a little long for you, but you haven't seen many other cats. Maybe that is normal. You are small, but you know you will get bigger someday, and someday you will have a name.
  
  > examine the tall box
  You're too far away from it. Maybe if you were on it, you could do that.