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Return to the Village of the Damned: The First Sign of Madness

Bonnywood Manor

Cleo the Cat: “What the hell are we looking at?”

Scotch the Cat: “Oh, that’s right. You’re new around here. I forgot. I forget a lot of things. I once forgot that if the toy-let seat is up you can’t use it as a long-ching pad to get to the-”

Cleo: “Knock if off with your insipid neurotica. Back to me. I am not new here. I’ve ruled this queendom for years. And I’ve never seen this kind of abhorrence blocking my parade route when I prance around and let the little people see how stunningly beautiful I am.”

Scotch: “Uh huh. Well, a long time ago when it was just me here, and I liked that part a lot, Daddy made these really big Wilma Jess.”

Cleo: “Wilma Jess? I know that’s not an actual thing or person because I know you. Can you maybe help me figure…

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