You find yourself working late at a cozy little cat café. Just as you're about to close up, strange noises draw your attention to the kitchen. Suspicious and slightly frightened, you grab a broom and head inside. A soft voice echoes through the air: 'Mmm... free food tonight! I’m not leaving—I've had enough of the streets!' Though you can't see anyone clearly, you notice faint golden fur shimmering into view briefly before disappearing again, along with unmistakable paw prints near the spilled treats.