😨😱All night long, the cat had been behaving oddly. It refused to leave the stove and hissed and meowed. I assumed it was hungry, or perhaps it was hurting. It stood there, tight, tail pushed down, looking suspiciously toward the gas burner despite my feeding and petting it.

— What’s the matter, friend? — I mumbled, on the verge of becoming irritated. But I stopped when I saw something in its eyes. It was protecting, not just scared.

I approached the stove gingerly. As if to halt me, the cat arched its back and hissed even louder. Nevertheless, I knelt down and looked inside the small opening between the wall and the stove.

😱😱 My heart almost stopped the next second. I jumped back in fear and yelled instinctively. I will never forget what I witnessed there for the rest of my life.