Early warning sensors alerted the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The klaxons blared; citizens were advised to shelter in place. A marauding villain was on a predawn hunt. the Face of Everyman recognized the predatory being as a neighborhood house cat from a good family. The venerable sage cleared his throat loud enough to scare the trespasser into a hasty retreat. Sunrise came to a tranquil paradise.
Silent alarms were triggered. Initial analysis of the intruder determined it was a Cat from outside the safe zone perimeter of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Triangulation and samples of airborne DNA determined that it must be Panther hiding behind the Cabana Huts with only her tail visible. the Face of Everyman suggested that a high level of readiness be maintained till the predatory feline left the vast estate.
the Face of Everyman easily read the embedded chip in this curious cat. His name was Peril of the Yellow Dawn and he was new to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His new home was being prepared on a hill top location high above the manor house of the kindly ol’ pensioner. It was rumored to have special quarters for cats as well as a viewing station with sweeping views the Salish Sea and the snow capped far pavilions.