In the streets of the small town at night, a black cat prowled, appearing and disappearing from time to time like a wandering ghost.
It came to Mr. Smith's restaurant, which had closed and turned off its lights long ago. Mr. Smith was naturally still at the hospital, accompanying his wife, who had been admitted to the intensive care unit.
The black cat jumped onto the restaurant's windowsill and watched the inside... Only after quite some time did it leap down and continue wandering through the silent town in the dead of night.
It passed through the small park at the street corner and paused briefly before continuing on its way... Its tail swayed gently.
As it walked, it stopped beside a homeless man sleeping in an alley. When it arrived, a rat suddenly crawled out of the man's clothes, fleeing in terror. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared down the Underground Sewer.
It paid no attention to the terrified rat's escape. Instead, it lightly jumped onto the homeless man's chest... Squatting there, it silently gazed at his face.
Weathered, disheveled, bearded, with wrinkles like folds... and a body temperature that was steadily dropping—the homeless man's life had probably ended about half an hour ago.
Its tail continued to sway, gently brushing against the homeless man's body like a caress. Finally, when the last of the warmth had left his body and he had grown cold, it leaped down from his chest.
As it left, the black cat's tail swept across the homeless man's forehead. The tip of its tail curled up like a hook, hooking something out.
It was a gray, hazy Light Orb. It brought the Light Orb it had hooked out to its mouth and began eating it in small bites.
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