I was walking down a passage, it was silent with no where to hid if
anything were to come into view. The storm set a slight breeze through
the open window, that gave me such a chill. Then I heard something, I
ran to the open door where I though I would see poor Barbra all alone
and cold. But there was cats, cats everywhere. I didn't know what to
do. Where was Barbra, and what is all over my legs and
feet.