It was 1914. You were hanging out with your friends. Rocky, he's a grey cat, who loved science who was about eleven at the time. And his cousin, Freckle, he's an orange cat, who was timid, non-talkative, loved sandwiches, and was about six. Rocky was attempting to do something, and when he came out of the garage, both of his shoulders were dislocated, but he still seemed happy in his goggles, torn 'scientist' shirt, baggy shorts, and one of his small boots were missing. He also had a wooden arrow attached to him by some rope tied around his upper torso, and his mouth full of mud, which he obviously spit out. He was covered in mud and leaves. His mom came running out, freaking out. When he was questioned, he kept replying, "But, I did it for science!" His mom picked him up and rushed him to the car, leaving you and Freckle alone as she rushes Rocky to the hospital.