The Tale of the Cat with Two Tails

I remember asking my old friend Jeff "does that cat really have two tails?". Of course Jeff had the great idea to follow the cat and get a better look. Little did we know that this chain of small events would lead us to the longest night of our lives. We followed the large grey cat for about twenty minutes, he ran quickly through several allies and deselate back roads in which we only saw one pair of headlights. His grey fur glimmered in the full moon light we were graced to have so we had no trouble spotting his large body even at a distance.

Eventually we came to a large rundown warehouse on the outside of town, the place appeared to be deserted, but as we followed the enormous cat inside the cracked walls we found that it wasn't so at all. There was an large gathering of cats in a vestibule all around a stage area with two torches on its sides. The silence that preceded the grey two tailed cat died even more to where the slight breeze outside was like the engine of a desiel truck. Two thing were very apperent, that the two tailed cat was some kind of cat leader and that we shouldn't be hear.

As the giant grey two tailed cat began to speak we were in awe of what we heard. He spoke of how the ignorant humans stubbornly destroyed the natural habitat of the native ally cats blaming the humans for cleaning the streets and not throwing out as many scraps. I was no doubt that the evil gaint grey two tailed cat was planning some kind of revolution and it was even mor obvious that he was well of his rocker. As Jeff and I slowly began to make our overdue escape Jeff unfortunatly caught an old nail that tripped upon the wooden floor. The echo throughout the warehouse easily drowned out the speaker cats feeble voice. We darted for the nearest exit, about 35 yards away through a wide empty hallway. Evil cats quickly began flooded through the doorway that we had hidden in as we watched the congregation. After kicking in the door at the end of the hallway we found ourselves in a large storeroom almost the size of a football field. Evil cats were already entering from doors from across the room and we were fully surrounded. Luckily both Jeff and I had brought along our fully automatic rifles, .44 magnum handguns and several gernades apeice. We fought off the cats for several minutes but soon realized that the cats themselves outnumbered the amount of ammo we had. It was then that I noticed the moonlight shining into our battlefield. I looked up and saw that the roof was long gone. "up these old racks" I yelled at jeff as I started to climb towards the ceiling. The cats followed us closely and I could hear the fatique in Jeffs breathing, since being addicted to twinkies he didn't have the endurance he once had. I reached the top and turned to give him my hand and pull him up. Just before I clasped his hand the evil cats caught him from behind, he fell into the sea of evil cats below. The cats were but feet from reaching the top to I leaped to a remaining part of the roof and raced away looking for a way to ground level. The cloudy sky now covered the moon and the way was dark. Cats swarmed around me and I began to lose hope, soon I would be reunited with Jeff. Then luck came my way as large droplettes of rain began falling around me, first lightly and then harder and harder. The cats quickly retreted back into the warehouse and I took no time to put as much distance between myself and that place as I could.