You cautiously enter, scanning the dilapidated seats for signs of movement. The cart seems completely empty. Seeing nothing of interest, you try to open the door to the next coach - only to find the door locked, and no sign of a key. Perplexed, you settle into one of the old leather seats and consider your next move. It seems you can either go back to the previous carts or try to find a way to open the door.
You start to relax, when suddenly the dark shape leaps out from beneath your feet, scrambling away.
...Just a cat. It looks up at you with wide eyes, but doesn't seem aggressive. Eventually it wanders over to you, tail held high. Look like you have a choice to make.

Will you pet the kitty?

Yes

No