There's this cat outside my window talking with this other cat somewhere else. That's all fine. The disconcerting part is that it sounds like a crying baby. It's such an eerie sound that I'm wondering if I'm not smack-dab in the middle of a Stephen King novel. Incidentally, that would explain many things.

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