Norman Holmes was walking home one day along his regular route. The trees were green and supple; the plants were green and blooming; the blossoms were green and tender. Everything was the way it was and the way it should be. The fog looming over the city had an Air Safety Index rating of 43, so it was non-toxic and even those with lung cancer could breathe more or less freely.

When Norman was walking something peculiar happened at that moment. A cat jumped out of an alley and started meowing at Norman. As a cat enthusiast, Norman was understandably thrilled but a little confused as the city had few stray cats these days. Why was there a cat here? What had happened to this cat to bring it to this place? Is there something in store for the future of the cat? So Norman tried to approach, but understandably the cat was skittish and fled away.

Norman continued on his walk, bemused by the cat. Trying to find his way back home amidst the undergrowth of city landscaping. Eventually when he came upon his home door he found that he had forgotten to take his Home Door Key with him while going out earlier that morning. So he had to call a locksmith using his cellphone to come bust the door open and find his remaining keys.