Feeling of Dread
There was something about the house that didn’t sit well with Paul. He could take the garbage and the nasty smell, but there was something else bothering him that he simply couldn’t shake off. He felt like something or someone was watching him.
But he continued bravely to look around the house and shine his flashlight around. He wondered what could have caused all of this mess and the markings. Surely it wasn’t Siam the cat. Was it?