Blinking, the white lights above her shone brightly. She propped herself up with her front 2 legs before yawning and looking around. The room was all white, she sat atop a table she had remembered from earlier. Her human was talking about a place for her to finally go for her pain. Her pain had lasted years, and now it felt like it was gone.

The cat jumped off the table and walked through the door. She pointed her nose up sniffing a few times to see if she could smell her human. She couldn't smell anything though, maybe it was the building. It was oddly clean and had black paw prints littering the ground. The cat walked around, taking turns and going up and down winding paths in the building till she found a door propped open.

Tottering up to the door, she peered out into the night sky. The stars dimly twinkled above, and the crescent moon shone down giving the area a light grey tint.

She began walking and came to the parking lot, the sky now in full view was marvelous. It gleamed with bright stars that were void from her sight from the doorway of the building. Yawning again, the buzzing streetlamp caught her attention. The hundreds of little bugs swarming it and trying to catch a piece of light for themselves in a ruthless battle to get to it first.

The cat wandered off again, walking towards a smaller building. Outside of it stood large metal boxes with letters, screens, and large black tubes connected to a nozzle. She walked up to the door, her attention being drawn to the glass case. In there was a sausage with a yellow glob sticking out of either end.

Wiping the slobber from her mouth with her paw, then patting down her ears and eyes. She waited for a human to come and open the door for her, one would come eventually. If there is one thing she learned from her human, its that lights means activity.

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A sound stirred the sleeping cat, she had taken a nap on the sidewalk while awaiting someone to escort her inside. She looked at the midnight blue monster with shining eyes that closed on her. Jumping up and scurrying behind the large red box, she peered at the creature.

The eyes turned off and it's loud voice came to a stop, had it also gone to sleep? The cat store at it before the side popped open of it and a human came out. The cat jumped, had the human been eaten by the creature, how had it escaped.

Now was not the time to ask those questions though, the human was already reaching for the door, she rushed past the human's legs and ran to the glass case, jumping onto the counter it sat upon. Luckily for her, the case was open. She rolled across the top of it in joy before hopping down and stuck her head inside grabbing the sausage. It barely fit in her small mouth as she dragged it back to the door.

She looked back up at her escort who took a small box from the human behind the small wall before heading back towards the door opening the box and taking out a small skinny and circular item. Opening up the door, the human took out a small object and slid their finger along it setting it ablaze moving it to the small circular item they had put in their mouth.

Setting her sausage down, she watched the human open the side of the monster again and stepping inside as it roared back to life, the lights blinding and scaring the cat as she leapt feet into the air.

Once she landed, she grabbed her sausage and hauled it off away from the beast and she walked, the sausage still trailing and now brushing against the ground as she tottered back and forth getting accustomed to the weight of the large meal.

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The cat had finished her meal, it had taken a while, the moon was over her entirely now. She began to walk again after her meal, she had passed many places, their lights off and their insides dark and cryptic. To her though, it wasn't that bad since she could see in the dark. The tables with chairs on top and upside down. Another building only had a desk with chairs littered around it.

She walked still, the streetlamps illuminating her path. She had never walked home before and hoped that this may be the way. Something inside her told her that she did. So she listened and went forth.

The night had become cold as she still wandered, the dark birds that flew occasionally making blots in the moon as they slowly glided directly beneath it. The cat was weary of these birds. They had started following her after she finished her meal. It wasn't that she hadn't noticed prior but she paid no mind. They were still here though.

She was going at an increased pace after another few minutes of the birds still above her. She had entered an area littered with food scraps. Between more sausages and random liquids of red and yellow colours. When one of them finally decided to swoop down, she dashed out of the way when it landed upon a small piece of food, shooting back up into the air.

The cat still startled, ran away from the area with the dark birds leaving them behind as they began swooping down again at the remaining food there. She didn't turn back in fear that one might have still followed her.

Stopping a while after, she hunkered down creeping, the birds were gone. There were other noises though down the alley she was passing now. She looked over to see more humans. They were dressed in odd outfits, and their skin flooded in the pink, blue and green neon sign that hung above them.

She kept going passing the odd humans keeping on her way home.

After a while longer, she found a place she recognized. It was a shop where her human took her for her small toy items and her food. She always enjoyed her kibble, but she easily got addicted to the sausage with the yellow filling. She passed it knowing for sure that she was on her way home.

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She looked around, and saw the house she knew that was from around the corner. In glee, she ran to it and rubber her back against it purring at the familiar sight. Though she was relatively old, she loved getting outside and having a stroll around the neighborhood. When she got back, her little old human smacked her head with a small roll of paper before grabbing the cat and pampering her, glad she had gotten home safe.

The last time she had gone out though, she heard one of the creatures from before. She never saw where it went though. She had waken up after that in the building though. She was sure it was the vet now. Her human must have taken her to get bandaged up and healed. She thought very highly of her human.

She walked around, she wanted to take her time, the night breeze grazed her face and body, sending her fur back a little. The cool air felt refreshing to the old cat though. She walked with her eyes closed letting the air further soothe her when one of the dogs she usually passed by began to bark viciously and loudly.

She jumped back scared and confused. She was friends with the old timer, so why act hostile. She scurried off further down the long dimly lit street. She was sad that her friend had done that, but she didn't mind much. Her eyes were much better in the dark anyways. Maybe he just hadn't seen her.

She kept going stopping her thoughts on her friend and kept going. The long road was coming to an end. She could see her home at the back of the dead end road. She raced off to the front door, she pawed at the door. Nothing happened though.

She ran around back, the door had always been creaked open since she would often need to come back in during the night or to leave to go to the bathroom as she had never needed a litter box after a few years.

As she got around the back though, that door had also been closed. The cat stood there, the door was always open. She clawed at it, but still no reply, no human to let her in. She looked around before jumping around and onto the roof. It was no easy task, but she wanted to be back with her human.

She looked around before seeing her human's bedroom window open, she hopped onto the window sill before walking into the bedroom. She saw her human, she was sitting in her rocking chair. The cat ran in joy to her human and hopping in her lap looking up.

The old lady looked down, the feeling of something in her lap woke her. It reminded her of her cat. Though she had sworn she felt it, there was nothing there. "Oh my poor Lucy." She said as she proceeded to weep. Holding the picture of her once alive cat in her hand shakily, she kissed it and rocked herself back to sleep. Lucy still laying on her lap.