The cat is always bringing back dead things and leaving them on the counter. Mice, lizards, birds and frogs are the usual “gifts”. Today, there are no mice, no lizards, no birds, and no frogs. Instead, on your counter, lays a mutilated arm, human looking in all ways except the clawed finger tips and the strange ashy grey skin.
What you failed to realize is that those weren’t ‘gifts’, those were threats. And since you didn’t heed the littler, more unassuming ones, he had to escalate.
Now you are in serious trouble.















