Searching for the Mysterious Cat

When the wind is high at night, pairs of bloody hands slowly stretch out from the hell, roaring like a beast. At that moment of wakefulness and deep sleep, it appears, appearing on the bloody scene, on the eaves, in your sight, and your every move is in its sight. "This cat is so cute. How much does it cost? I bought it." "Sorry, you can't buy it with money, it has to cost you your life." "It just so happens that I also want to see how much my life is worth." "Thank you for your care. It looks like it allows you to be its owner."