"YOU ARE CATHY, FEMALE, CATPERSON, AND A FORMER PERFORMER," said Death.

You chuckled nervously. "Yes."

"AND YOU GOT ATE BY LARGE RATS," said Death.

"Kind of Ironic," you said.

"WELL, THERE'S NOT MUCH LEFT SAVE FOR YOUR PERSONAL KNIFE AND SOME MONEY," said Death. "I CAN REFORM YOUR BODY AS IT ONCE WAS, OR GIVE YOU A NEW FORM. THOUGH I MUST WARN YOU, BAD WEATHER IS COMING."

"I see," you said.

"NOW, THERE IS RAT FREE SHELTER NEARBY, BUT YOU'LL NEED TO DEATH WITH THE OWNER."

"Alright," you said.

"SO, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?"