Apocalypse Cat: Survival in the End of the World — Episode 2

She's a good master. Just a bit too naive sometimes. Are locked doors and windows enough? She didn't see it.

Their looks at us have changed. No longer vacant or hollow. But mixed with something else. Maybe we were found out long ago.

True fear starts at the door. A rhythmic knock. Knock after knock. On my home's door.

I felt my master's body tense up. But the knocking outside didn't stop. Thump, thump, thump. My master bit her lip.

Shaking, she peered through the peephole. It was Aunt Zhang next door. Three days ago, I saw her tackled by a zombie entering the building.

But now she's at my door. Slapping it again and again. Suddenly the knocking stopped. Aunt Zhang seemed to sense something.

She looked up. Staring straight at the peephole. A creepy smile spread on her face. Seeing this,

My master stumbled back like she'd been shocked. She covered her mouth tightly. Grabbed me and staggered into the bedroom. After that day,

My master reinforced the doors and windows. She grew quieter and quieter. Her face grew more haggard. Sometimes she wouldn't say a word.

But what truly unnerved me Was what happened this morning. I was alone in the living room. Bored, batting at a cat toy.

Then I went to get water. When I came back, I accidentally nudged the toy near the door. When I reached for it,

It had already slipped through the gap. I crouched at the door. Staring at those Colorful feathers sticking out.

My master always says it's dangerous outside. Never let me get close. But I couldn't resist. I reached out to grab it.

Then A faint sound came from outside.