So, they left in confusion. The cats' footsteps descended down the steps and disappeared into the darkness of the night. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but also inexplicably. You know, the cats and he met in an extremely narrow place, almost nose to nose, as people often say. Impossible to miss. But for some reason, the cats seemed to be unable to see him. He put his hands up in front of his eyes. You can see clearly, it has not become transparent. Incredible. Anyway, I have to go to the station tomorrow morning and have to take the morning train to leave the town. It's too dangerous to stay here. You can't always have such good luck.
However, the next day, the morning train did not stop at the small station. It didn't even slow down, it just whizzed past his eyes. The same goes for the afternoon train. He saw the driver sitting in the driver's seat and the faces of the passengers in the window, but the train showed no intention of stopping. The figure of the young man waiting for the bus, and even the train station, seemed not to catch people's eyes at all. After the train disappeared in the afternoon, the surroundings fell into an unprecedented silence. Dusk begins to fall. Soon it will be time for the cats to arrive. He understood that he had lost himself. He finally realized: this is not a cat town at all. This is the place where he is destined to disappear, a place prepared for him that is no longer in this world. Moreover, the train would never stop at this small station again and take him back to his original world.
——Cat City "1Q84" Haruki Murakami