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As she wakes up, Aggie swears she can hear roaring, as though someone's tearing past on a motorcycle outside. Only when she opens her eyes, all she can see is Goblin purring on her chest, the rumbling louder than anything ever. She's also more aware than ever of the particular smell of her cat, not unpleasant but familiar. However, now she's picking up the scent of his food, of his cat litter, even the lingering scent of his favorite rubber toys.

Aggie knows she's never done this before and it doesn't matter that it's late at night. She has to go to Barbara.

Quickly, she hurries upstairs and knocks on Barbara's door.

"I think something happened again!"