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It was pitch black.
"Look out below!" yelled Sunday.
Split looked up; he saw Sunday's tail fall into the darkness. Soon Sunday's tail whipped across Split's face.
"Ouch," said Split.
"Sorry," said Sunday.
They hit the ground. Split on top of Sunday. They got up. They looked out of the window and saw the dog falling from the ladder. But he did not see them so he gave up and ran away. They started meowing for Mrs. Jensken. They heard footsteps from the hallway.
"You silly cats! Oh, my, my, my. Follow me, dears," she said.
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