"Please Help Me!" came a squeaky voice. It was male, undeniably, and Clare took a moment to pin down where it had come from. She leapt backward on realizing that the source of the voice was the Cat. "wha...what?" she stammered. glancing at the door to make sure it was closed and no one was watching. "Did you just speak?" She asked.
She couldn't believe it. She had always been studious and logical. Nothing in the world she knew could explain this. Animals didn't talk, it was a fundamental truth in her world that had just been destroyed unless of course this was some huge trick.
"Please" It asked again. "Will you help me?"
"Who are you, how are you talking" Clare quickly responded, wanting no more to do with this cat until knowing the full story.