text: [Themes: Slice of life, nonhuman protagonist, non-human protagonist, cat]
  
  > Go down
  You jump artfully to the floor and land on all four paws.
  
  > Scratch brown stripe
  You try that but find out that it is a most perverse thing. When you scratch it, it gets sticky which makes your paws feel icky! You spend a few moments humiliated, licking them clean.
  
  > F.
  The long room ends here at an ow with one room on either side. The one behind you has sun filtering in through slats that make you want to rest in its warm spaces and play with the shadows. The room in front of you is dark and presents several different smells relating to water. The ows seem really tall here and you feel fenced in and nervous.
  
  > F.
  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 fat water bowl, 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!
  
  > Hiss
  You let out a bloodcurdling meow of warning, but she doesn't respond. Her mouth moves, but no sound comes out.
  
  > touch the Cat
  You're too far away to do much of anything.
  
  > F.
  You can go behind you or out to leave the room.
  
  > jump
  You jump a foot into the air just for fun.
  
  > look
  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 fat water bowl, 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 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 fat water bowl. 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.
  
  The house settles and creaks, giving you a start.
  
  > jump on the ledge
  With amazing grace, you land on the space above the handles with a solid "whump".
  
  You barely notice the rest of the surface except for the sink, which smells like his breath and some sort of plant. The dark window takes up the entire wall and inside there is another cat! Her fur is poofed out just like yours and her green eyes stare back at you in challenge.
  
  > hit the 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.
  
  The house settles and creaks, giving you a start.
  
  You hear a faint ring coming from somewhere from somewhere far away.
  
  > Meow
  You warn her off, but she doesn't reply. She must be unable to speak.
  
  You hear a faint ring coming from elsewhere.
  
  > open the window
  You try, but nothing interesting happens.
  
  You hear a faint ring coming from elsewhere.
  
  > Wave
  You don't know how to do that.
  
  You hear a faint ring coming from elsewhere.
  
  > 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 hear a faint ring coming from elsewhere.
  
  You feel like you have achieved something particularly kittenish.
  
  > jump on the tub
  Not from here. It's too far away!
  
  You hear a faint ring coming from elsewhere.
  
  You notice that the faint ringing sound has stopped.