text: > Look around
  This room is darker than the others, and a whole plethora of scents rush out to find you. You take a moment perched on the threshold to decipher what they all mean. The first smell smells like He does sometimes -- like growing things, like the outside. It's too strong for you and it causes your nose to wrinkle involuntarily. The next strongest smell is a fresh, clean smell that must be some kind of water. You know by the third smell that this is His place, because He has marked it. Mixed in with that territorial odor are lesser notes that smell like all sorts of yummy things. You're so glad he marked the area so you'd know where they are! It's odd, though. You look around but don't see a litterbox anywhere.
  
  Instead, off to the right you see what looks like a very long water bowl. It has sides so you can jump up on it and take look inside. It smells like that water smell. Opposite it is a giant white chair that is hollow in the middle, where the territorial smell and the yummy smells come from. You could jump up on it, too. Right beside you are wooden boxes, and on top of them is a tall dark window.
  
  Wait! There's something in the window. Your hackles rise and your fur poofs out. It's another cat, the same size as you!
  
  > jump on the toilet
  (the toilet)
  With feline agility, you leap up to the deep water bowl.
  
  You are halfway between the dark window and the floor, perched on the white chair. It's not soft, but it is fairly slick. The wonderful smells rise up from the hollow center, down in the water. You see above you a wide ledge that runs underneath the window. You could easily jump to it, or jump down to the bathroom floor.
  
  > Drink water
  You're not thirsty, but you can't pass this opportunity up -- the smells are too interesting. Carefully you lower yourself into the toilet and take ten deep laps of the water. Then you pull yourself back up on the rim and luxuriate in the taste of tea, yogurt, and submarine sandwiches. You're thankful again that He was so kind to mark the area so that you'd know to find it.
  
  You feel like you have achieved something particularly kittenish.
  
  > jump down
  You jump down to the tiled floor below with matchless ease.
  
  The hallway light provides the only light in this dark room. Your eyes adjust and your nose comes alive with the many different scents inside. The first smell smells like He does sometimes -- like growing things, like the outside. It's too strong for you and it causes your nose to wrinkle involuntarily. The next strongest smell is a fresh, clean smell that must be some kind of water. You know by the third smell that this is His place, because He has marked it. Mixed in with that territorial odor are lesser notes that smell like all sorts of yummy things. You're so glad he marked the area so you'd know where they are! It's odd, though. You look around but don't see a litterbox anywhere.
  
  Instead, off to the right you see what looks like a very long water bowl. It has sides so you can jump up on it and take look inside. It smells like that water smell. Opposite it is a giant white chair that is hollow in the middle, where the territorial smell and the yummy smells come from. You could jump up on it, too. Right beside you are wooden boxes, and on top of them is a tall dark window.
  
  The other cat mimics your motions, her eyes fixed on you. You'll have to respond to her challenge somehow.
  
  > jump on the tub
  You're a bit hesitant to jump where you can't see, so you jump up on the surrounding ledge instead.
  
  You are perched uncomfortably on the narrow ledge around the  tub. The surface beneath you is hard and damp, and that clean water smell comes from all around you. You can either enter the tub, or jump down back into the bathroom.
  
  > jump down
  You jump down with a faint "oof".
  
  The hallway light provides the only light in this dark room. Your eyes adjust and your nose comes alive with the many different scents inside. The first smell smells like He does sometimes -- like growing things, like the outside. It's too strong for you and it causes your nose to wrinkle involuntarily. The next strongest smell is a fresh, clean smell that must be some kind of water. You know by the third smell that this is His place, because He has marked it. Mixed in with that territorial odor are lesser notes that smell like all sorts of yummy things. You're so glad he marked the area so you'd know where they are! It's odd, though. You look around but don't see a litterbox anywhere.
  
  Instead, off to the right you see the tub. It has sides so you can jump up on it and take look inside. It smells like that water smell. Opposite it is a giant white chair that is hollow in the middle, where the territorial smell and the yummy smells come from. You could jump up on it, too. Right beside you are wooden boxes, and on top of them is a tall dark window.
  
  The other cat mimics your motions, her eyes fixed on you. You'll have to respond to her challenge somehow.
  
  > Paw Cat
  You can't quite reach her. She seems to be on the other side of the window. She can't quite reach you, either.
  
  > groom yourself
  You feel clean and smell like yourself. You don't see the need to groom yourself right now.
  
  > Meow
  You let out a bloodcurdling meow of warning, but she doesn't respond. Her mouth moves, but no sound comes out.
  
  > Smell Cat
  You lean your nose in to smell her and she does the exact same thing. Then you realize what seemed so strange about all of this: you never once smelled her. How can she have no scent and no voice? What sort of cat is that? You realize, too, that she only does what you do. If you stop, she stops; if you groom yourself, she grooms herself; if you blink, she blinks. She does whatever you do because she is you, somehow. Only not you and only in the dark window. It's weird, but you're glad you're not a human and have to deal with such complexities.
  
  You feel like you have achieved something particularly kittenish.
  
  > examine the sink
  It's a bowl that's part of the ledge. It's damp, empty, and smells of his breath and some sort of fresh plant.
  
  > jump down
  You raise and lower your head a few times, estimating the distance. On a whim, you decide to go for it and you jump down. It takes you a moment to get your breath back.
  
  The hallway light provides the only light in this dark room. Your eyes adjust and your nose comes alive with the many different scents inside. The first smell smells like He does sometimes -- like growing things, like the outside. It's too strong for you and it causes your nose to wrinkle involuntarily. The next strongest smell is a fresh, clean smell that must be some kind of water. You know by the third smell that this is His place, because He has marked it. Mixed in with that territorial odor are lesser notes that smell like all sorts of yummy things. You're so glad he marked the area so you'd know where they are! It's odd, though. You look around but don't see a litterbox anywhere.
  
  Instead, off to the right you see the tub. It has sides so you can jump up on it and take look inside. It smells like that water smell. Opposite it is a giant white chair that is hollow in the middle, where the territorial smell and the yummy smells come from. You could jump up on it, too. Right beside you are wooden boxes, and on top of them is a tall dark window.
  
  You see your reflection peeking down at you from the window, green eyes glowing in the dark.
  
  > Back
  You feel more relaxed.
  
  The long room ends here at an ow with one room on either side. The one in front of you has sun filtering in through slats that make you want to rest in its warm spaces and play with the shadows. The room behind you is dark and presents several different smells relating to water. The ows seem really tall here and you feel fenced in and nervous.
  
  > R.
  You can go to your left down the hall, in front of you to the dark room, or behind you to the sunny room.