There were a number of thoughts racing through the Cat's mind. How exciting this new way of disposing of prey could be. How many more helpless little girls they could get rid of if the Cats could work on their own instead of in pairs or in groups.

One thought dominated her mind though. She was trying to decide whether to leave her latest catch as she is, and let her family see her face one last time.... or whether to crush her pretty little head into a gooey red paste. She couldn't help but imagine her little white head crunching as it caved in, or the looks on her family's face when they found her...