Hmm, that sounds a little like    
you, babe.                             
     Anyway, my pretend comic book job 
was to foil her at every move she made.
She was trying to take over the group, 
my group, and I had to stop her. That  
was my working plot anyway.            
     Even though she was my pretend    
arch-enemy, all my friends liked her,  
and that’s why I didn’t swear at her   
that often.                            
     Usually, I just shut-up, but this 
time, I had a plan, and it might just  
work if I didn’t start swearing at her 
first.                                 
     When I told everyone about Amy-   
Strange, no one believed me either,    
just like Beth, and Rhonda just made   
fun of me and the video.               
     “Really Criminal? A talking Cat?  
* Why are you wasting our time with this?  
I've never been on one of these Hal-   
loween patrols, and that's what I want 
to talk about, not some stupid halluci-
nation about some Cat wanting more kib-
bles. Give me a break, and that        
video... pfff, I’ve got blind friends  
who can do better than that. Shit, I   
can do better than that.”              
     Even though she opposed everything
I suggested, and even though she was my
pretend arch-enemy, I also felt a cer- 
tain amount of sympathy for her.       
     Not only because she reminded me  
of how I could get sometimes, but      
mostly because of her mission in life, 
and that was to find her sister who    
disappeared a year ago, this Halloween.



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