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Monday morning spread itself over the mosaic of hastily-placed cobblestones like a long, satisfying yawn. A hazy peace floated throughout the town, wrapping early walkers with a moist embrace and making the eyes strain to see the end of the road. The quickly rising temperature made steam float lazily from rooftops.

Tail whipping about, a large grey cat slipped through the streets, careful not to disturb the morning walkers. Its eyes were like emeralds and its presence like… well, we’ll not get into that at the moment. The cat went on, slinking under tables, climbing over fences, walking daintily over rooftops, as if it had some purpose, somewhere to be.

Eventually, it arrived at a sunken house, one of the first houses in town. The woman who lived there, well, everyone said she kept her brains in her shoes.