But, in the interests of expediency and prioritization (in other words, for now), I'll limit my narrative to what happened two nights ago:
On that night, just as they began back in March of last year, as first described in Demons Threaten Scratchen, the Voices Demons were threatening Scratchen with injury and death, all night and all day; whereas they used to say, "Scratchen is dead meat," they are now saying, "We're going to hurt Scratchen's little head." The change in the words they use to threaten Scratchen occurred several months ago; but, the threat, overall, is fairly the same.
What was different on this night, however, was an actual appearance by Scratchen herself, outside my window, right when the Voices Demons told me to look outside:
|Scratchen doesn't have three front legs (or three tails) any more than she has a snake for an ear|
|A Spectre of Death-like demon guards the entrance to the apartment building in which my baby girl, Scratchen (cat), currently lives (from VIDEO | Spectre of Death Guards Entrance to Scratchen's Apartment)|
The tip and openng of Scratchen's ear nearly touch as the demonic snake it channeled snapped at my camera
You can actually see the snake in this video:
NOTE | For a better quality version of this video, download Scratchen, Possessed; also, search for Scratchen on this site.When I spotted her, she was absolutely motionless, staring only at the window, ignoring everything else around her; in short, she was in a trance. This is what happens to the person or animal when they are being transported: they are transfixed by what they see at the end of the tunnel in front of them, which is a scene coming into focus, at a place where they know (or think they know) they are not. They are also very sedate, similarly to lucid dreaming. It is not until the person (or animal) has fully arrived at their destination does their consciousness fully kick in.
A second picture shows Scratchen's reaction to waking up outside, underneath a window, at a place she's never been:
|Scratchen, now sporting only her original number of body parts, reacts with shock at hearing her name called from a place she was teleported to over four miles away|
My baby girl stays with Long right now (search for 'Long Cao' on this site); here's what he had to say about these pictures:
I guess since Long lives with her now, this wasn't worth discussing to him any further than he did, as things like this that Scratchen does must be as commonplace for him to see as they were for me when she lived with me at my old apartment on 471 East Julian Street (which is now known as the "Nexus of Hyperdimensional Portal Activity").