An EncounterI looked around in disgust at the toppled over trash cans, spilling everything onto the cold ground. The stench of the area was enough to ward anyone off, but I did not want to give up so easily. Had I not heard something coming from this secluded alley? The glint of something shining, from a pure black surface? A stirring of feelings from deep within me?
Still interested, I began to creep around the mess of fast food bags and old cans, looking for signs of life, any sign of life that could lead me to know I was not insane. Through what had to be a month old pile of garbage, I spotted nothing living but the mould on a wasted sandwich.
I sighed, tossing it away with a frustrated look and turned my back against the alley, about to leave and go back home. My mother would be wondering where I had gone by now, if she was sober enough to even care.
I heard faint crying sound of a lost kitten again, this time, much closer. I whipped around and scanned the area up and down as it continued t