Autumn trembled with fear as she backed into a corner of her twoleg home, her two owners shouting and yelling at her, one with a broom in their hand and the other with a rolled up newspaper. She yelped and ran away to hide with her tail in between her legs and her fur bristling, as the broom shoved her harshly. 'That's IT!' She thought as she was still trembling from the trauma of it. 'I need to get away!' She thought once more. As Autumn's twoleg owners were soundly asleep she looked around for empty spaces to climb out of. She managed to find a window, but it was high up. She gazed in her bowl to see if she had food. She didn't have anything... again. Her stomach growled but she shook it away as she started climbing her way up. She slipped as she tried stepping on a ledge, and she knocked over a pan. The pan fell on the counter, then the floor, making a loud crash. Suddenly the hallways lights turn on, and she sees one of her twoleg owners yelling and running at her.