Have you ever seen a mouse in a maze? They are actually pretty smart critters, eventually they find the cheese and than they can find it each time. But, add a cat and the fun begins.
She was running, screaming in the dark. Her adrenaline was pulsating, I could smell it. She ran off the main road and into the woods. Dumb bitch, she had no idea where she was running. She thought she could loose me in the dark of the trees, but I knew these woods better than the birds, especially in the dark. I had chased more than my fair share of prey through here, and they always, always took the same path. We ran together for a while, I always loose track of time during my nightly run. Sometimes it can feel like hours and other times only a mere second before they are breathless and bleeding.
I had her tomb ready for her at the end of the clearing, she would be resting there by morning.
Dragging my prey almost lifeless into the trunk of the car, the dock was always perfect to back the trunk into. I had put much care into the ramp that I back their tomb into, just enough so I could hear them scratch, perfect cigarette break, in my opinion.
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