[img]{STEAM_CLAN_IMAGE}/45300998/47488539e6f8522e178c44c06f5a42aeff978037.png[/img] [i]Strangest things have happened… so I decided to record it all in this diary. But let’s start from the beginning.[/i] Today promised to be a normal day. Morning and noon went as usual. And as usual, I went for my evening stroll in Camden Market. I was there lots of times and thought I knew all the stores there, but this evening I noticed an antique shop I’d never seen before. I, obviously, couldn’t pass it. So I went in, browsed some rarities and was about to leave when my eyes fell on a strange book. With no second thought, I opened it… and it burst into flames! In its place appeared a cat who accused me of destroying the book. Yes. [b]The cat was talking[/b]. But stranger things were about to happen. Not listening to my more than reasonable arguments, the cat disappeared. And the shop disappeared. I was standing in some strange kitchen and a strange woman was looking at me angrily. The cat again put the blame on me for destroying the book — a family treasure for this woman, apparently, though I’d say one should not keep their treasures in antique shops. Furious, the Duchess (that’s what the cat called the woman) was about to order her people to execute us, but the cat’s sweet words made her change her mind. Now I (don’t listen to what the cat says, I don’t believe it’s going to work at all) have to become a Royal Chef and ensure an upcoming grand feast will go well. [i]That’s it for today from your Royal Chef![/i]