You edge up to the gloomy bookcase filled with cat skulls. Each skull seems to be smiling at you in a hideous manner, their empty sockets boring into you. It downright creepy... why would anyone want to collect such a ghastly reminder of death? From behind you, you hear a meowling wail, and you turn around sharply. Nothing is there. Your legs suddenly feel very very cold, and you look down, and to your horror, there, stroking itself on your legs, is a ghostly image of a dead kitty kat. Almost parallyized with shock, you start to move your legs towards the door to exit the house, when you realize that the entire room is filled with dozens of the mewling ghostly cats.
Get out the Door!Lean down very Cautiously, and pet one of the ghost kitties 
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