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It was at one in the morning when Tracy heard the screech of a cat. While that was hardly unusual in Boon County, the sound made her flinch regardless. It sounded very close.
She looked outside her window to see a beaten-up cat scampering down the streets, running for its life as it was pursued by a man in a black mask and black clothes. She knew that guy as the owner of the local cat fighting ring. The two figures disappeared from her view and out of sight as they ran down a nearby alley.
Something had to be done about this.
Tracy opened her laptop and went straight to her personal blog. Clicking the "new post" button, she began to type.
Did you guys know that in Boon County, 7 out of 10 cats are sent to cat fighting rings every day?
Come on people, we have to do something! And to any cats out there who can read (I know you can, I've seen you building robots in parking lots), rise up against your oppressors! KILL THE FASCISTS! BREAK YOUR CHAINS!
Tracy smugly smiled as she hit "post", unmoving from her chair. Another win for animal rights.