Pink Lemonade was trotting home after a somewhat disquieting visit to see Cirrus (the doctor’s verdict was that he was definitely dead, a fact that couldn’t help but feel a little strange when the victim in question was sitting in front of you telling you to watch out for black cats that afternoon), and was now looking forward to a big glass of strawberry milk and some quiet time with her siblings. Taking a shortcut between two buildings, PL headed into the alleyway only to be stopped in her tracks when she found…
