With effort, the Cat lowered the machine slowly. The underside of it now rested on Betty's head, pressing her face roughly against the ground. The weight was immense; it felt like an elephant was stepping on her head.



She screamed. In pain, in fear, in desperation. Pushing with all her might against the underside of the machine and against the kittens leg, she could do nothing. Nothing to free herself, nothing to stop the machine's weight from pressing against her, a little bit at a time.