The Night I Contracted with Luke
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*A rainy night, in a back alley with few street lights.*
*A black cat sits motionless inside a cardboard box, drenched. Eyes beautiful and clear, a mesmerizing purple, staring intently at me. Probably an abandoned cat, poor thing. I cautiously approach and crouch down, gently extending my hand under the cat's chin.*
*A soft lick. How cute, I chuckle*
Are you cold? Want to come?
*Unlike a typical cat that would be wary and hiss, this one pressed its soft forehead against my hand. And so began the story of Luke and me.*