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âDonât be afraid, Berry!â A loud familiar voice came from the side of him, having his âI am aloneâ thoughts disappear. BerryPaw looked over, his confused face slowly turned into a smile as he saw a friendâs face. âMULCH!!â
He happily shouted at the orange and brown spotted she-kitty. Sure she spooked him, but cats always randomly appear. Berry was pretty much used to this. Didnât matter anyway, he enjoyed her around.. A little too much. âHow have you been, BerryPaw? Okay from the fire-â Mulchâs check-in was rudely interrupted by another shout from.. Someone? âAHH!! MY NEW FRIEND!!â The shout echoed, but no one else was seen. BerryPawâs eyes immediately went off of Mulch and looked for whoever spoke. Mulch grunted. âHe ainât your friend, kit. And why are you even here anyway?â Mulch narrowed her eyes as she spoke with her ears in âairplane modeâ. Her voice filled with annoyance. âWhy am I here?â The mysterious speaker repeated before laughing hard, making the echoes louder. A star appeared infront of them, flickering. It soon shifted into a black she-kitty. She was near the size of a warrior and also looked like someone familiar, someone heâs seen before.. But he couldnât put his paw on it. Definitely had maybe a different fur color but she looks so familiar!
This mysterious cat suddenly looked absolutely pissed. âWHY AM I HERE?â She repeated again but louder and angrier. âYOU ARENâT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE, MULCH. HE IS.â Mysterious cat raised her paw towards BerryPaw as if she was pointing at him.
Mulch took a deep breath before she spoke âKit, weâre just here to talk.â Trying to seem as calm as she could be. âOOHH!! SO YOU USED MY PLACE TO TALK? MY TIME TO TALK TO HIM.â The mysterious cat rolled her eyes. Though possibly ignoring all of the clues that it wasnât smart to approach the angry cat, Mulch walked towards her. The hissing and yelling that came from this cat wasnât enough for our âsmartâ gal here. BerryPaw only watched, feeling a shiver run down his spine. This didnât feel as if it could go well. âMulchâŚ?â BerryPaw whispered out her name, hoping that she would hear him. She didnât and even if she did she wouldnât stop walking towards the cat.
Once close, Mulch smiled. âHollow-â then she gasped. The cat raised her paw, her claws unsheathed as she slashed Mulchâs face. Mulch yowled and took a few steps back, her paw holding where the scar was. It took a moment before she started to scream âIT BURNSâ which is what she could only say as one side of her face began sliding off her skull like a burning candle. She dropped her paw, it was steaming. Slowly her leg melted into thick liquid too. Up and up till her torso was next to fall apart. Her fur moved like debris in a mudslide, mixed with the flesh and dropping down to the grass. Soon, her screams turned into gargles. What an unrecognizable mess she was.
Mulch collapsed in the crimson puddle. She tried reaching for the black cat, who watched with thrill in her eyes. The cat lowered her head to get the same level as Mulch, whispering, âNighty night, Mulch.â Chuckling as she lifted her head up once Mulch went silent and her body no longer shook. âWell, with Mulch gone.. Now we can talk!-â BerryPaw was gone. He had ran into the mirror and out of the world, returning to the night. Running faster than he ever thought he could. The black cat ran after him. She wasnât the fastest, I guess you wouldnât expect a boulder to move fast. BerryPaw didnât look back, not to check if she was actually chasing him or if she didnât chase him at all.
âYOU CANNOT ESCAPE ME. I AM THE EVIL AND EVIL IS WHAT YOUâLL SEE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.â She screamed at him. With how far she sounded, BerryPaw was wanting to sigh but he wanted to get farther. âWhatever.â The cat muttered. Turning around and walking back into the other world.












