your concentration snapped when the door busted open. standing in the door was a man and a woman in suits and sunglasses.
"can I help you?" you ask the two. neither of them answer you. they both just walked right into your room talking to each other.
"oh, just perfect!" the girl yelled out to herself, burying her face into her hand. "turn the damn clock off." she sighed, gesturing the man towards your clock. you then looked back at the clock, quickly getting enraptured in the tails swishes back and forth.
"Sorry, little guy" the man said, stopping the tail by grabbing it with his fingers. then he just rooms the clock of the wall and flips a switch on the back turning off.
"hey, what are you doing with my clock!" you yell at him.
"Awww, aren't you cute" the man replies, "can you understand me little guy?"
"of course I can!" you respond, the man just chuckles and pats your head
"Can't talk anymore can you?" he says you, still patting your head.
"ugh, this isn't good," the woman behind him says to herself.
"what do you mean?" the man replies, picking you up and carrying
"the clock wasn't suppose to turn him into a cat this quickly. it was just supposed to make him more susceptible. *sigh* stupid door." she says kicking the door.
"now what?" the man asked, holding you, making sure you couldn't escape his grasp.
"we'll just take him down to the basement, have the higher ups figure out what to do with him." the woman said
"um...okay then" the man replied carrying you out of the room.
"Let me go!" you yell at the man. again he doesn't seem to hear you ask he just says your cute and pats your head.
as he carries you towards the elevators you-