Seabass’ Diary…Day 168…It’s Not What You Think…

December 11, 2017- “Shhhh! There it is again!” I whispered. Simba and I waited in silence to hear the meowing one last time before moving in.

“Are you positive you heard it? Because I’m not sure-I think my mind is playing tricks on me,” Simba asked.

“I’m positive,” I answered, “It’s coming from that direction.” I motioned for Simba to follow me.

We crept down the hallway, past a few closed bedroom doors and a bathroom until the sound of meowing was undeniable.

“There. It’s coming from inside that room!” Simba whispered. I held my breath for a second and tried to think of the best way to execute an unthought of exit-strategy, but before I had my wits about me, Simba had vanished into the darkness.

“Simba!” I hissed, “Wait! It’s too dangerous for you to go in alone!” But there was no answer to my pleas. I tried to keep myself as close to the floor as possible as not to be noticed in case someone came out of the darkness and spotted me.

The meowing was getting louder, and I knew that in a few steps that I would come face to face with the animal. I would have to convince it to come with me, and I wasn’t sure how I was going to do that at this point. All I knew was that I needed to get out of this house with Simba and the animal in tow.

I took one step, then another and turned the corner. What I saw next made my guts lurch forward, and my voice catch in my throat.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 166…All is Not What it Seems…

November 13, 2017- We held our breath for what seemed like forever. I listened carefully for any sounds of life, and when I was sure that there were none, I spoke quietly to Simba.

“Can you get a better vantage point than this?” I asked.

“Why do I have to be the one to investigate? You’re the one who left me here remember?”

I sighed, “Fine, I’ll go. And for the record, I did not leave you here, you were captured!”

“Yeah…thanks for the reminder!” Simba snarled.

I wriggled my way out from under the bed just enough to survey the room. It was totally empty, and there was no sign of Amelia. I looked around for the closet and eventually spotted it on the opposite side of the room.

“Ok, just so that I’m 100% sure, that is the closet,” I said to Simba and pointed to the closed door.

“Yes.”

“I’m going in.”

“I’ll come with you!” Simba said cautiously. I could hear the hesitation in his voice.

“No, you’ve been through enough, I’ll do this on my own. Besides, you might need to cause a distraction in case anyone comes through the door.”

“Ok, good luck and Godspeed,” Simba said with his head bowed.

I crept across the carpet and slid into the half-open closet door. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the lack of light but when they finally did, I gasped. I needed to get a closer look just to be sure. I crawled on my belly and cased the entire closet. It was true.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I hissed and covered my face with my paws.