#2 
Some time later, the cat indeed abandoned its futile attempts to get my attention. Skimming over the clock's display with my eyes for the second time, i let out a hearty yawn - a mere twol minutes had passed, the page i was reading still unfinished, but the cat's sheningans made me lose all concentration left, so i decided to take a breather and get myself a drink. 
Only when i stood up, the floor creaking underneath my weight, i realized why the quiet scratching distracted me so much. Standing still, listened - nothing. Heading towards the doorway i noticed that my own footsteps suddenly sounded hostile and alien amidst such deafning silence... Yes, that is when i should've began fearing, as there was no night other than that very one when not even the distant sound of a lonesome car speeding down the highway could be heard, but i simply dismised that as odd. Odd, but nothing too serious at all. 
Eager to cuddle up with my furry friend and shoo the sleepyness away with a cup of hot tea, i walked up to the door, wrapping my hand around it's cold metal handle, and pulled.