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    He gaped his jaws as Screamer said so, the two leaped onto the cushion beside and an inch under the window. "I wish we had more friends, so not just the two of us could break the windows." Indy's gaze fluttered the escape routes.


    Screamer growled, scratching on the windows. He bounced up and down with every determined sprawl. "I don't, it would show us weak and puny." Screamer's black and white fur bristled at the thought. He focused on one shaking window that was half opening.

    Spots tripped over her paws and tumbled down the stairway. When she gained her balance, she saw a vampire. She ran past it and into a dark hall.

    After a few minutes of laying down and thinking of absolutely nothing for the first time in his life, Cosmicsand suddenly stood and screamed, “THIS DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE!!!!!!!”


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    He screamed and shouted angrily, scratching at the ground with his claws. When he could not even hear the sound of himself raging, he dissolved into tears, “Why… why me?”


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    “I know I haven’t been the best, or most amicable cat around. But give me a break! I’m not a bad guy… I’m not! he sobbed, “Starclan… WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?”


    After he heard no reply, Cosmicsand buried his head in his front legs.


    “Hehehe!” a voice giggled.


    Cosmicsand did not move, but his ears immediately flicked toward the sound.


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    Warily, Cosmicsand raised his head.


    “Who are you?” he demanded catiously.


    “I am your greatest nightmare.”


    Shivers ran down Cosmicsand’s spine, he blinked his yellow eyes and tried not to cry in front of his enemy.


    “What do you want?”


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    There was no reply. He felt a presence behind him. Cosmicsand closed his eyes, not daring to turn around.


    “Please,” he bit out in a strangled whisper, “what do you want…?


    A moment passed, which to Cosmicsand, seemed like a moon. He felt a wind at his right ear.


    “Your soul.” the voice loudly whispered in his ear.


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    All he new was that he was running. He could hear slapping footsteps behind himself, but Cosmicsand did not dare to look back.


    “Please, please, please,” the terrified black cat prayed to Starclan, “please, I don’t want to be here anymore. I don’t care how. Please let me out of here. Please, please.”


    The single word was his mantra. It was all that kept him sane as the voice chased him through the void.


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    The breeze swept past his fur, bats singing in the air. His red eyes were glowing in the light of the moon, heart hammering as he took in the sights of the night. Creatures stirred in the trees as well as the ground. The faint calling of owl could even be heard! He knew then that nothing could take away from this spooky scenery.

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