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I had just gotten home after a long day of searching high and low for my cat Sunny, my adorable ginger cat I had adopted the prior year, who had disappeared only yesterday.

My head was foggy and clouded with sleepiness that I could barley think straight.

I was sitting on my couch when I first heard it. A slow, loud, irritating sound that could only be my kitchen floorboards. Right behind me.

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