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Kraft wrote:

> Put out the flame if you can and then GET OUT.

McFrugal wrote:

Quick stomp out the fire! Then shoulder the purse and (quietly) LEG IT!

GeneralMister wrote:

> Try doing things opposite to cat jokes. Maybe dog jokes? If those cancel each other out, that’d be purrfect > Or, just run and get out of the crypt. If you die here, that’d be a CAT-astrophe! > Although, if we do live, that’d be paw-some > Also, try calling out calming sounds or Imp-like calls. Then, paws for effect. See if the Imps stop coming. > Actually, how vicious can IMPS be? Get your machete out of your bag and attack fur-ociously > Or! Go to the other, darker, room and hide in some shadows, like a purr-fessional spy. > Just don’t try anything outrageous. You aren’t some spy from the hit movie, “Mission Im-paws-sible” > Drink the wines and see if the intoxication can help you fight off the Imps. Are wines Cat-ffeinated? Because that would help. > Examine all of your stuff and see if you can fashion some sort of device or tool that you can fight with. You’d be a regular old Meow-nardo Da Vinci. > And last but not least. REMAIN CALM. Don’t panic and don’t get into a cat-atonic state. That’d be REALLY dangerous.

OH GOD OH GOD YOU’RE MAKING IT WORSE! NO NO NO NO

Xander wrote:

RUN!!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!!

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK