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You see a bunch of pawprints on the ground. They're feline. They look quite small.
There is little sign of the webpage you were looking for.

As you console yourself by thinking of the cute kitten, which is now not as hungry, you hear a trundling behind you. You turn around.

It is an old, battered box on wheels. It appears to be following the footprints.
It trundles up and bumps into you. It stops. After a few moments, a red lightbulb on its side flashes three times. It reverses, squeaking; carefully edges around you and carries on following the pawprints.

You can't help thinking it looks vaguely disappointed.

Curious, you follow the pawprints towards the site index and the wiki.