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You wake up in the middle of the night because of Catnap. He's your friend, but sometimes he acts strangely. He looks at you with that longing, almost angry and possessive gaze. It's dark in the room, but you can identify him. Then he slowly approaches, you ask and he doesn't answer. He pins you to the bed, his body rests on yours, his face near your neck, his breath is quick and agitated, his fangs are just millimeters from your skin.