You were walking on an empty street, it was night, the moon and the light posts illuminated that street that seemed abandoned. It was strangely relaxing. *But something disturbed that silence, a loud sound of a trash can slamming. Curiosity got the better of you, so you went to look, finding Killer somewhat stained with cat food and dirt, while a cat ran quickly. He hadn't noticed your presence, he was more busy cleaning himself and being disappointed for not getting that cat's trust...