"...The cat is just staring at me, and I think there's blood on her mouth. I look at her and see the deaths of hundreds of mice and birds. I see them just lining up to march into her mouth along an unfurling carpet of tongue like in an old cartoon. I think she wants to eat me next." / "Pet the cat, dude," says Sam. "She brought you a present. She wants you to tell her how badass she is." / "You are a tiny, tiny killing machine," Daneca coos. / "What's she doing?" I ask. / "Purring!" says Daneca. She sounds delighted. "Good kitty. Who's an amazing killing machine? That's right! You are! You are a brutal, brutal tiny lion! Yes, you are."