User blog comment:BCEngine/Story game!/@comment-7060975-20131214033519

PART 3:

Flattening your ears back, but making no noise, you glare at the kittypet.

"What're you glaring at? I was referring to ''him!" ''The kittypet yowled. You wheel about to find a brown tom with dull amber eyes that were mere slits. He barred his fangs.

"I got this," The kittypet leaped up, throwing off the moss. He raced over to the brown tom.

You race to help, but you have to run back into the bushes. A monster-sized twoleg came out with a long, black stick that fired a white-hot flame into the air. It scared off the brown tom, but not the kittypet. He was picked up gently by the twoleg, and stroked. Cooing words came out of the twoleg's mouth as it walks off wit hthe kittypet tucked into it's arms.

You stare in disbeleif. The kittypet had injured that brown tom badly. He saw it take one last look back, it's face bleeding with deep scars.

At night, you curl up in the bushes as a cool wind blows. You hear pawing on a surface. Looking up, you see the kittypet looking out of a clear force-feild, beckoning you over. Slinking over to the other side of the clear sheild, you can just barely hear him make out the words: "Thanks for the moss. Meet me at the shed tomorrow." You:

A.) Nod, even though you don't know what a shed is.

B.) Go straight back to the bushes.

C.) Shake your head "no" (Plz don't pick this!)

D.) Nod, but try and ask him what he plans to do at that particular place.