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Perhaps that fifth tequila wasn't such a good idea, you think to yourself as you look around. In place of the page you expected, you find instead a gigantic ginger cat. He's licking his lips.

"Too late", he says. "I got here first."
"Darn", you say.
"Very nice catnip it was, too."
"Catnip?"
"Catnip."
"Actually, I was looking for a web page.."
"Webpage?" He pauses. "You mean that wasn't catnip?"
"'Fraid not. I can see how you might confuse the two, though. No, wait. I lie."
"Darn", he says. He looks green. "Woah. I think I'm gonna.."
You cringe and turn away. There seems little point staying around.

You wander aimlessly towards the site index. Or possibly the wiki. You're not entirely sure.