The Cat - PART 2

A couple of days later, Nancy told the others in her family about the cat.

"It's alright as long as you keep it in your room", said Jack.

"And as for you, Sue....", said Lizzie strictly. "You mustn't lay your hands on that animal. Do you remember your turtle?"

"But I'd treat it nice!", her youngest daughter protested.

"I'll believe that when there's 2 Saturdays in the week", Nancy mumbled.

At night, as Nancy & Sue were asleep, the black cat

slept on the porch. The strong wind suddenly woke her up. She shook her head and crawled into the corner of the house. The cat stretched out in the sand. She could have been invisible in the darkness, if it hadn't been for the weak streak of light. She once again fell asleep but were awaken by the disturbing sound of fluttering wings. She flew up and arched her back. The sound were near her ear, it got on her nerves. She rushed around but couldn't see the creature. Not until she was calm again. Then she saw it. The creature flew around her. Its red eyes were shining in the dark and had a malicious look. This was none of the bats she had seen as a small kitten. This one was different. The bat seemed alarmed and restless. The cat fought with her paw, but the bat appeared to be out of reach. It flew closer and the sound became more clear. The cat ran around in circles.

The speed and the sound made her dizzy. The bat tumbled straight towards her. She hissed and meowed, but it appeared to be useless. She only felt one single hack in the neck. Incisive teeth cut her skin. The pain pulsated while she was running. The teeth of the bat became blood-red.

"I heard a crying last night", Jack thoughtfully said. "It's a long time since you were having nightmares, Sue. You didn't let the cat out, did you Nancy?"

"No, I didn't. But perhaps I forgot to lock the door."

Nancy got a gruesome presentiment. She rushed to the hall, opened the door and anxiously pried towards the highway. Something black came running, something she recognized.

"There you are!"

Nancy put the cat in the basket. She didn't see the look in the eyes of the pet. If she had looked closer, she would have seen the blazing wounds in the neck. Two clear bites. The bites of a bat.

To be continued....