You're home late at night, but you've chosen to stay up at this hour for whatever reason. You go to the fridge and open it, finding a tupperware full of left over Jambalaya. You decide to put it in the microwave to heat it up as a late night dinner.

THUD!

You hear a loud noise.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

You realize it's coming from your front door. You go to investigate. It sounds less like someone casually knocking and more like someone slamming their head against the door as hard as they can. The loud noises stop, but are replaced with the sounds of an old timey 1950's music, albeit somewhat distorted...

As you get closer, you feel an eerie creeping darkness that sends a shiver down your spine... yet, it compels you to open the door against your better judgement.

Finally, you open the door only to see... a weird chubby hellish red cat with no neck that looks like a fluffy red bean. He a short stubby tail, large red eyes that pop out in opposite directions, little antlers, a monocle, and a big creepy grin filled with pointy yellow teeth.

He just dances in front of your door, swaying his little round furry cat body side to side, just vibin' to music.

Speaking of music, you can hear it, but you don't know where it's coming from. There are no speakers around. Could it be coming from the cat? Either way, least the lyrics are catchy...

♫ Now every time I look at you ♫ (♫ You! ♫) ♫ Something is on my mind ♫ (♫ Dat-dat-dat-dat-dat-duh ♫) ♫If you do what I want you to ♫ ♫ Baby, we'd be so fine ♫

just then, the chorus sounds off, and the world around the cat just outside your door begins to shift, turning from the beach, to a dark forest, to hell itself as it continues to dance.

♫ Oh, life could be a dream ♫ (♫ Sh-boom, sh-boom ♫) ♫ If I could take you up in paradise up above ♫ (♫ You, you, sh-boom, sh-boom ♫) ♫ If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love ♫ (♫ You, you, sh-boom, sh-boom ♫) ♫ Life could be a dream, sweetheart ♫