TOMORROW I DIE. TOMORROW I die, and today I want to tell the world what happened and thus perhaps free my soul from the horrible weight which lies upon it.
One night I came home from the inn, where I now spend more and more time drinking.
The cat, was trying to stay out of my way, to avoid me. I took a small knife out of my coat and opened it. Then I took the poor animal by the neck and with one quick movement I cut out one of its fear-filled eyes!
I tied a strong rope around the cat's neck, and taking it down into the cellar under the house I hung it from one of the wood beams above my head.
In the corner I saw a dark object that I had not seen before. I went over to see what it could be. It was a cat, a cat almost exactly like Pluto.
Without thinking, I turned and put the knife's point deep into her heart! She fell to the floor and died without a sound.