It's been a couple of months since you stupidly decided to look into that hut.

It's everywhere. Everywhere you look and go, that cursed cat is always there. Just.. Staring at you with unblinking and realistic eyes. It honestly looked like as if a kid tried drawing a cat but then someone else drew the eyes. It was.. Cute, in a twisted way. You've been trying to tell everyone about said "cat".. But no one believes you, they always question you and that angers you even more. How can't they see that freak of nature from the shadows? With its eye never blinking as if it had its eyelids ripped off. You couldn't even see actual cats without them somehow resembling that freak.

Today was another day of hell, a mostly normal life with that stupid cat again. You got up from bed and got ready for whatever, work, weekend, whatever.. You forgot what you were even doing before you looked at your closet and saw that dumb cat again, silently watching you through the closet door. Is the cat thing a pervert now? No, it always had a longing but curious look on its face, as if it was lonely.