Word begins to circulate of leather clad hooded figures being seen in and about the city. Some descriptions speak of the figures collecting trash in the early dark hours of the day in large leather sacks. Others say they're depositing something in secret stashes in the dark shadowy nooks and crannies. But everyone agrees the stench of mold lingers wherever they pass.

Ohhhh! Oh! Maybe they are stashing the stolen animals! Or anti Trash do-gooders! He's been called trash before, will he be next? Will it be kittynapping or trash collected for his fate. But instead of cowering he looks into these rumors as well! Ever vigiliant this trashy kitty is.

Many folks around the outer walls have been complaining of moldy smells as of late. And every now and then a sharp cough disturbs the susurrus of the city . The bread in many hands is starting to show dots of mold as people eat their meager daily portions. The leather clad hooded figures only seem to come out at night and the shadows seem to cling to them as they move about. No one can claim any great detail in their descriptions but the smell! Of the horrid smell they seem to emanate. Someone save the city!!