Mrs. Beaverhausen cordially invites you to journey into the center of Kitty Hell (9 GA's included)

It's a cold winters evening when hear the doorbell ring. Getting up from the warm comfort of your chair you jostle over to the door systematically unlocking the pads that protect you from the horrors of the night only to find a surly looking man with two left feet (yes he was born with two left feet) standing in your archway.

He begins to talk:-

"I have an invitation from Mrs. Beaverhausen for you" he replies.

A soft sigh emits from your lips. Not that crazy old bat-cat again you think. Didn't she try and eat my liver the last time she had me over for dinner you think to yourself. Your instincts start to buzz like angry bees telling you to shut the door in the mans face immediately.

Reaching for the for the frame of the door you begin to close it when the man forcefully jabs his foot forward blocking the door and its frame from connecting.

"You would be well compensated" this time around he replies.

"What on earth does she want from me this time" you hear yourself reply.

"It's a small family issue you see" he smiles coyly at you.

"A few weeks ago Mrs. Beaverhausen's youngest son vanished without a trace. We believe that you are the person to find this young Meow. If anything your credentials speak highly of you"

"Mr's Beaverhausen can go to hell" you hear yourself reply, you face beginning to sour.

"But that is precisely where she wants you to go to find the young lad. You see a few weeks back she learn't of the power of immortality that resides at the very center of Kitty Hell itself. She sent her youngest Meow to retrieve it for her but sadly we have not heard from the young whipper snapper for quite some time now".

Your gut begins to churn like that of a violent sea. Could this be another one of Mr's Beaverhausen's traps or does she really need my help finding her youngest Meow you think to yourself.

The burly man slowly extends his hands offering you the invitation.

"Take it my dear - Mr's Beaverhausen will be delighted to hear you have accepted" he smiles showing a series of rotting gums that appear to be filled with maggots where the teeth once were.

Do you accept the invitation to find Mr's Beaverhausen's youngest Meow?

Beware there may be no coming back from this one!

Open Mr's Beaverhausen's invitation
Tear the invitation up and throw it into the fire