They watched her. Everyday on her walk home. They sat in waiting, never straying far. They watched her, the numbers never depleted. Addison Hays never told anyone about the swarming mess of black cats that would watch her everyday on her walk to school. She was mildly freaked out, and never got to close. They would simply stare, and watch her. What did they want? Who was their leader? Was it only her they stared at? Addison would ask herself over and over, well, she's about to find out. (This is a work of fiction, a short horror story)