The Skaggerston Nightmares #78
'Here kitty, kitty...' called Sam. The seven-year-old held out his hand, enticing the cat into the garden with the promise of some chicken.
The cat, initially wary, trotted into the garden, hunger overcoming its fear.
'Good kitty' Sam cooed, delighted that the cat wanted to be friendly.
With the chicken devoured, the cat brushed against Sam's hand in a show of affection. Sam smiled.
With alarming swiftness he grabbed the cat, holding it firmly as he removed a hunting knife from his pocket.
The blade plunged into the cat's eye socket. Sam hugged it tightly as it screeched.