[ABANDONED] A Series of Oneshots

The Cat and the Forest

"Here, kitty, kitty," I lightly snapped my fingers to get the cat's attention. The black cat stared at me with big orange eyes, almost amused. We were at the edge of the forest, a hop between civilization and the wild. The sun was setting behind me and cast an orange glow on everything.

An unheard signal caught the cat's attention, and it turned toward the forest. It stood and gave a mighty stretch, then walked into the forest as quiet as the night.

"Wait, kitty, come back!" I yelled and started after the cat. I needed to feel its undoubtedly soft fur or tease its little paws.

The cat had disappeared like a shadow in the forest when I entered. I heard soft mews and forgot about the stories of monsters my parents always told me. I followed the meowing, but whenever I got close, they would come from another direction.

The sun set very quickly, and the trees cast threatening shadows on each other. Their branches became long spindly arms ready to grab me with crooked fingers. I looked around, unsure where I came from. Faces surrounded me and grinned. I started to find my way home when something bumped into my leg.

I gasped and almost kicked it before I saw two little orange eyes. The cat meowed and bumped its head into my leg. I crouched down and petted its head. The cat purred loudly, almost loud enough to cover a creature rustling in the bushes.

A tall man exited the bushes, a knife in one hand and a sack thrown over his shoulder. He moved lightly despite the sack, and nearly blended in with the trees behind him. His eyes were empty.

He dropped the sack as he approached, and I was screaming before he even raised the knife.