Cathulhu

As I lay in bed, I heard the faint sound of a cat’s meow. But it wasn’t an ordinary meow. It was deep and guttural, almost like a growl. I got up to investigate and saw a shadowy figure lurking in the corner of my room. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized it was a cat. But not just any cat. This was Cathulhu, the feline god worshipped by a cult of cat lovers.

The worshippers believed that by offering sacrifices to Cathulhu, they would receive good fortune and blessings. But as I watched, the cat began to grow and change. Its eyes turned red and its fur became black as night. It let out an ear-piercing scream that sent chills down my spine.

The worshippers came rushing in, chanting and bowing before their demonic deity. I knew I had to escape before it was too late, but I was frozen with fear. As Cathulhu turned its gaze towards me, I knew my fate was sealed.