Far away in a very old country of deserts and temples, is the city of Purrz. There, kitties tell the tale of a Mystic Purrstone, which was said to be hidden in the ancient catacombs beneath the city, long, long ago. Many kitties have read the tale and heard stories passed down from a few brave ones who hunted for the Purrstone. But no kitty has ever found it to this day.

"Why is it called a Mystic Purrstone?" young kittens would ask, at the feet of old hunters who had been on expeditions in the catacombs, searching for it. Because, the old ones would say, the stone made a purring sound when it was held in the paws of the first kitty who had it.

"Who was that kitty?" the young ones would ask. Nokitty knows any more, was the reply. The record of where and who the stone came from is lost.

From time to time, some new hunter of the Purrstone will try again and discover that the record is not the only thing lost. All those we know of who went into the catacombs also got lost, and had to give up the hunt to find their way out.

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