WashijaGiving In
When Bandit didn’t come to bed, Fran finally gave in and decided to open the door. But she wasn’t going to let him out alone at this hour. she decided to join him and once he has roamed around for a few minutes, she will bring him home. So Fran slipped out of her bed and put on her shoes, ready to head out.
Disappearing
As soon as Fran opened the front door, Bandit jumped out the door and ran outside. Fran didn’t have the energy to keep up with his pace and before she knew it, Bandit had disappeared into the night. Her legs felt like they could give away at any moment. Her eyebrows were furrowed into a frown. She didn’t know where to look for him.
Calling Out
Fran began to call out for Bandit, in hopes that he will come back at the sound of her voice. But Bandit was nowhere to be seen. Fran did not know who to call for help. She thought she would go and talk to the security guard in hopes that he might have seen her cat running around somewhere.
Tabby-Fur
Right As Fran was about to turn around and go downstairs, her eyes spotted something at the end of the corridor. In the darkness of the night, Fran couldn’t make out what it is. As she reached closer, she spotted a familiar dull tabby fur creature, it was Bandit! He was standing near the corridor railing, facing the garden.
Looking At Something
Fran called out to Bandit and the cat turned to face her but didn’t make a move to come towards her. Fran was getting confused by this strange behavior of her cat. She noticed Bandit turn around and look out from the railing again.
Restless
Fran called out to her cat again. But this time Bandit responded back with a meow. He looked at Fran then looked back out at the garden through the railing and began to meow again and again. Fran realized Bandit is looking at something in the garden which is making him restless. She decided to check it out.