Ignoring the world outside the pages, and winding herself deeper and deeper into the story, she didn't even notice her cat, Jasper, darting around her bedroom. He was growing more and more agitated.
"Jasper!" Genevieve hissed, as the cat pounced into her lap, forcing her to put down the book.
The feline's gray ears were pinned back against his head, and his eyes were shining with a hyper-awareness of...something.
"Jasper, what is it? What do you see?"
Genevieve began to grow concerned with her cat's behavior, as he possessed a calm temperment most of the time.
At that very moment, she noticed something sitting on her windowsill...something that had not been there before.
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