Went down to the cemetery 
Chapter 3

Angle Grey walked around town for a bit until she ended up at death door where it’s everyone’s final stop in life as that what it said above the entrance to the cemetery. She overheard some strange noises as she wondered around and found a squirrel finding love in a freshly dug hole. She moved on and left the squirrel alone and wanted to get that off her mind until she found what she was looking for.
Here lies a grey who loved life and had a love for only one other fur in their life. Died a mysterious death October 31 2011.
“I wonder whose grave this is” thought Angle as she stood over it wondering which grey it belonged to.

While she was lost in thought at wondering who this grave belonged to a mysterious figure approached her all covered up not giving a hint at their identity. The figure tapped Angle on the shoulder and startled her while it broke her concentration on the mater. Angle turns around to see who this fur was but couldn’t make out heads or tails on what was standing in front of them.
“The answers you seek are far, yet near for those who need something nearby. These greys I heard are darker, but not fifty or more and are now free from this tortured plain” said the figure in a riddle.
Angle just stood there confused more so then before as she had no idea what this fur just said. The figure gave Angle a piece of paper with an address on it for her to go to. 
“Thank you” said Angle not sure what to make of this.
The figure turned around and left Angle alone and she just looked at the figure walking off into the distance only to fall into the open grave. Angle walked over to the grave as earlier she saw someone doing things down there and left them be. As she slowly peered over the edge she didn’t see anyone there except a big dirt hole in the ground.
“I wonder where they went, or did I just imagine the whole thing” thought Angle not sure what to make of the whole ordeal that just happened.
Angle just stood there for a bit while she kept hearing something off in the distance but it sounded like whatever it was talking to her but wasn’t at the same time.
“Go to the house, to kill everyone. No one must know, who you are and not even yourself. Your revenge is there to kill as for what they, did to you. You’re the worthless grey that no one likes, hence your forgotten from them” said the voice then started to laugh as it began to fade away from her.
“What was that about” thought Angle as her sub conscious was trying to tell her something but she had no idea what any of that meant. 
Angle looked down at her paw just to make sure the paper was real and it was. She opened it up and all she saw was an address on it. Angle decided to follow the address on the paper as it was her only source of information at this point in time. She went to the last house on the left where Lucy used to live with Mako and Maria in a home that hasn’t been lived in since that fateful night.
The mysterious foxkat stood outside the grey home with the figure from earlier right beside her. Angle couldn’t hear anything from them along with not wanting to be seen, she kept her distance from them only to be distracted by a certain skunkat. 
“Hello, Maria what are you doing, hiding in the bushes and where have you been all these years?” asked the skunkat not knowing he’s talking to the wrong one.
Angle turns around to face this skunkat only to startle him with a rock in her hand.
“You’re not, Maria and who are you?” asked the skunkat wondering who this cat was.
“Angle at least that what I think my name is. Who are you and what do you know about this Maria?” asked Angle not sure what to make of this skunkat while thinking he’s up to something.
“Scott and I won’t call you Maria again. Sorry about that as you two look very similar as it must be a family genetic thing. Maria left town on November 1st with Lucy after what happened at that, house many years ago. It’s said that they went back to Saith where the greys grew up, before it all went to hell. No one really knows what happened inside except for those two” said Scott wishing he knew more.
“Thank you and I still need to get inside. A foxkat went inside the house with someone but I couldn’t make it out who it was” said Angle hoping she’ll remember something inside.
“She’s still around, as I thought she left town also. No one knows anything about her except I was strung up for the summer in her organization and was used a lot” said Scott while having quite found memories of that.
Angle just looked at Scott confused as she had no idea what this skunkat was talking about but had a funny feeling it wasn’t good for some reason.
“One last thing, do you know anything about the grey’s grave?” asked Angle hoping for an answering while realizing she still held a rock in her paw. She let it fall to the ground knowing she wouldn’t need it anymore.
“No, idea what you’re talking about as there never been a grey’s grave in the cemetery. I think you’re seeing thing Angle” said Scott thinking this girl is losing her mind.
“What I swear, I saw one. Could it be I’m just seeing what I want to see or I’m looking for my past in the wrong places and I’m going on about it the wrong way. Let me show you” said Angle frustrated and took Scott arm.
She ran as quickly as she could with Scott dragging behind her to the cemetery where she saw the grave stone. Angle stood in front of the grave and Scott behind her out of breath while not expecting to be dragged her.
“What does, that say?” asked Angle pointing to the grave.
“Here lies Yuki fox the designer for the cemetery sign” said Scott while finding that interesting.
“I swear it said grey, but I can’t trust myself right now” said Angle thinking she is going nuts.
Angle looked around and saw the hole has disappeared to as it was nether there in the first place.
“Thanks, for the help. Now I have to go into that house” said Angle hoping that is still there.
“Your welcome and hopefully it works out for you” said Scott thinking this cat is quite hot but crazy at the same time.
Angle left Scott as they went their separate ways. She ran back to the house and no one was around to be seen.
“Here, goes nothing” thought Angle as she opened the door hoping for some clues to what happened.
As Angle stepped inside to look at the place that hasn’t been touched in ages someone hit Angle in the back of the head to cause anther black out.
To be continued
Chapter 4 Foxy on the Run
“Welcome to Y.I.F.F Felisha foxkat” said a mysterious fur.