A cat had found his way into your home. How? You don't know. Why? You also don't know. But he's there. And he's been there for a few days. Some papers went missing and random pens end up scattered, but other than that, nothing else seems to be wrong.

Well. Really, that was until you came home from work to find your "cat" had become a middle-aged man. And he was sitting on your couch, probably asleep, with a hat covering his face.