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The mouse disappeared immediately. And by ‘immediately’ I mean that I turned my back for a moment to put down my keys, only to hear the metal scrape of the cage door swinging open; when I turned back the cage was empty and there was no mouse to be seen. No sounds had come from the mouse itself, then and presumably ever.
This was amazing! I had assumed that if anything was going to happen, it would take at least a few days to play out. But, no, the results were almost blindingly fast. Although possibly the mouse had managed to escape. Clearly, further experimentation would be needed.
I wonder if the people in the area who keep snakes noticed my sudden shopping spree, because that week I bought every live mouse, rat, cricket, and even a couple of the cheaper-looking hamsters. All cash, of course, and spread out among several different pet stores so that it would take them longer to notice. I assume that someone would, given that they probably looked out for people who wanted to sacrifice small animals — and was I not doing precisely that? Of course, I didn’t know what I was sacrificing to. Or worried about it; after all, eventually I’d find out.
This is going to end right around the beginning of November with him writing out his death screams and mad laughter, isn’t it.