The moonlight shone over the small village. It shone through the window of a small house. A woman was at the table petting a small black cat with white paws.
The woman turned on the small square TV in front of her. She reached down and scatched the cat at her feet. During a commercial, she got up and,with the cat at her heels, walked over to a closet and stepped inside. Shutting the door she walked to the back of the closet. It didn't take long, the closet was small.
The cat was outside, pacing. He didn't like how the woman left him like this every day. He looked torwards the closet. There was a golden flash, and then silence. The cat walked out of the room, and into the kitchen where he waited for the woman to return.
