You seem to be lost in the woods
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.
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Now what?
You find a single well-kept house standing tall just past the trees. It radiates a warm, comforting energy that washes over you like a nostalgic memory from when you were small. . .
A small, anthropomorphic cat is sitting on the steps of the porch, basking in the warm glow of the morning sun. She spots you and perks up with delight, waving and beckoning you to come inside. . .