You were taking a walk outside—you're actually glad you went out for once, the weather was nice today and everything was going great. And in the middle of your walk... you almost miss it.

...Meow....

Quiet. But audible. You feel like you've heard it before, but you check it out anyway.

You follow the sound into an alleyway. You've definitely been in this alleyway before, alot of times, you swear it. But you rarely go outside... so how can that be? Why do you remember this alleyway so well?

In the alleyway is cat in a cardboard box.

A black cat with piercing yellow eyes, staring straight into your soul.

It looks so... familiar, right?