Safely inside the dark wall, Mary let out a high-pitched sigh. What was going on here? She needed to find that human vial fast, she didn't think she could long survive a cat with human intelligence. But, she was a mouse with human intelligence. So that should count for something.
The first thing she needed to do was find where Jess had put the different dishes of magical liquid. Then, she would have to decide whether or not to drink it. Would it be worth becoming whatever animal, or worse, than what she was now? Could she risk that? This was not just a game of cat and mouse, but of Russian Roulette, where you didn't know if the liquid you drank would be the right one.
Mary scampered down the wall, squeezing between two-by-fours. The first place she needed to look was the further place from her bedroom. That was her living room, full of her movies and TV, and generally everything else. She did the best she could in moving in the direction she thought her living room was. But it was equally disorienting in the fact she was a mouse and so small and that she was inside her walls.
Finally stopping for breath, Mary thought it best to see where she was, and make an escape route. She began to gnaw through the sheet rock. The taste was nasty and powdery, but this was coming to be a game of life and death. She didn't know that Jess wouldn't kill or eat her. This was a matter of pure survival.
Mary managed to gnaw a good sized hole into the wall and peeked her mouse head out to see what was there.