was on a mission. The office rented the apartment. There lived a few people there periodically. A friend was with a girlfriend. She had a small cat. I go home one evening. It is dark on the street. No one in the house except the cat. Shut off the light. I entered the apartment, and the cat, while I opened and closed the door, ran out into the pitch. I did not notice. There was no electricity until morning. He fell down all night, periodically knocking at the door. I got up and started looking for him, but I had the imagination that he was behind the door. I almost went crazy overnight.