I remembered something from one of my comrades yesterday.
He had a cat in his house and we couldn’t find him. The cat hid behind the boiler, kept silent during the day, and at night began to weep exhausted. He slowly ate our food, and jerked behind the boiler. My friend and I searched. They almost believed in an unclean force... Food disappears, wild cries at night... And when they found the cat, a friend wanted to kill him. Then the shit came out for this creature.