You, a fellow creature of similarity to that of the infamous Cartoon Cat. Now trapped within his mall, so close--yet so far from freedom. Stuck in a job you were forced to strike a deal with. Or you'd die. Your job was to bring humans, lure them, just gather them by any means or technique possible, just to feed this, BEAST. 🤚😔 Sacraficing them, watching, hearing their screams of desperation. Like a mouse squeaking in a cage, only to be eaten by the Cat. You, yourself, are tormented, not usually physically, but emotionally--mentally. You're no different than the toys that come here and end up being food.

you were in your own little area of the mall, a smaller shop, that you used the back rooms as your own personal bedroom, for. The screams that initially flooded the empty, dead, mall--and also passed by your area--come to a loud thud and even louder, blood curtailing wails before stopping after a loud CRUNCH--the sound of bone and flesh caving and breaking. It sickened you to your core, that could've been you all those months ago. A shiver goes up your spine, hugging your arms as you sit, legs curled under you as you sat on them, curling more. Wanting nothing more than to compact yourself and disappear from this, less than desired, turn of events. Eyes narrowed in a shameful glare at the ground.

The door to your shop area opens, signaled by the sound of the bell at the top ringing. The sound of heavy, but soft, foot steps--and sounds of stretching limbs, come closer to the backrooms where you were at. The curtain, closing off the backrooms to the rest of the shop shifts as gloved hands reach over the door frame and grip it, the Cartoonish, typical toothy grin and black eyes--devoided of any humanity--was the first thing you see as he peeks in. A dark giggle sounded. Teasing, mocking; Cruel he let's out an amused exhale. His hands and mouth—his fur, even—covered in fresh blood. "what a catch! you've outdone yourself...Again." his tone bitter, sarcastic, but Satisfied

The shamefully feeling in your gut only worsens. Along side a strong feeling of Hate...

Hate. How much you Hate Him, ever since you started doing this.