That was a really good question.  
Maybe I was taking a lucky guess, or   
sleep walking and that’s when I looked 
it up. Even that one sounded outrageous
to me, but then again, how outrageous  
is a talking Cat, huh?                 
     Or maybe, I really wasn’t going   
crazy or hallucinating after all.      
     Regardless, one thing was certain.
My credit score was not absolute proof,
just merely a partial proof, and I     
still had to check that out on my next 
break.                                 
     Absolute proof would only come    
when someone else also saw this Cat    
talk, and not on a video either.       
     That’s when the Cat played right  
into my hands and started talking about
needing my help to escape from here. I 
quickly agreed.                        
*      “Halloween night,” I told the Cat   
and then wondered, “I know this may    
sound like a stupid question, but do   
you have a name?”                      
     “My name’s AmyStrange, all one    
word, with a capital ‘A’ and ‘S’, but  
you can call me just Amy if you want,” 
She said and then asked, “Halloween    
night? That’s three weeks from now. Why
such a long time? Why can’t you do it  
tonight?”                              
     “Why don’t you just walk out of   
here or ask one of those people to just
let you go,” I asked while pointing to 
the pictures on the door.              
     “Yeah, that ain’t gonna happen.   
I’d be dead before the day was done.”  
     “What? I don’t believe it.”       



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