Instead of the preface.

This story was written by the devil knows how many years ago, in an era of turbulent hormone dances in an embrace with youthful fantasies. I stumbled upon it by chance (when I cleaned the mail) and now decided to post it here without correcting or editing. Than to be simply erased, let it be better heroically burned in a fire of criticism

Katya was sleeping. The day was so intense and busy that she did not even have the strength to take a shower. She burst into the room, was relieved to find out that her roommate had gone home and, quickly throwing off her clothes, fell on the bed. Usually, when she was alone in the room, she locked the door for the night. But today she forgot and did not yet know what this forgetfulness would turn for her.
At about two o'clock in the morning the door opened slightly, and a gray cat silently entered the room. From the moonlight falling on it, the wool on it was beautifully shimmering with silvery hues. It looked like an ordinary gray cat with a neat white breast and white paws, but after looking more closely, it was possible to discern that his teeth are slightly larger than those of a simple cat and the behavior is much more meaningful. Looking at Katya with his large green eyes, he jumped onto the bed opposite Katina and sprawled on her, blissfully blinking. On his face slipped, something like a smirk, exposing at the same time the upper fangs and fresh drops of blood on them. “My God, how difficult it is to deal with people,” he thought, looking at Leonardo de Caprio smiling at him from the wall. - About any planning and speech can not be.

For almost a month I have been hanging around here and still could not find the candidates I needed, and here you are! With a gap of two and a half hours, I get two beautiful specimens. But this is absurd! The creature cannot be satisfied in one sitting two months in advance. “The cat sat up on the bed and looked at Katya again. The girl was good: a pretty face half covered with long, well-groomed hair, beautiful slender legs peeking out from under the blanket, which could not hide the slimness of the body, covered with soft skin slightly darkened from the first tan. He liked these kind of girls very much, and usually, when meeting with such, he did not leave without completing his mission. But today he was full and did not feel a strong need for her. “Okay, I'll leave her in reserve - the cat thought - but at least you need to see what's inside. “And the silvery body elegantly fluttered onto Katina's bed. Slowly and very carefully, he began to study her brain, soul, and other details of interest to him. In the brain, he did not find anything interesting, just for an instant something unclear was slipping through it. There was nothing surprising in the soul either, but again he noticed something strange and barely perceptible. Silver continued his research and finally realized - she is a CELEBRATE!

This discovery hit him with the power of an electrical discharge. Now he realized that there could be no postponement of speech, because: first, virgins at that age are very rare, and secondly, virginity (again at this age) is extremely precarious and can break at any time. Therefore, in no case should we postpone it. Armed with such arguments, Silver broke through one of the blood vessels on her wrist and jumped to the side. Kate screamed, sat on the bed and turned on the sconce hanging over her.
- Oh, mommy, what is it? - She said, clamping the wound, and looking at the briskly gushing blood.
- Do not be afraid, honey. Now you have nothing to fear.
The girl frantically glanced around the room, trying to find the source of the voice. Finally, her eyes fixed on the cat.
- Yes, I'm talking to you. - quietly said Silver - Surprised?
- I think I have glitches. - sighed Katya without taking her eyes off the cat.

- “I have hallucinations”, “I lost my mind”, “What are you, Cheshire cat?”, These words were spoken by all those few with whom I had to talk - said Silver with some disappointment - And why all people are so stupid and incredulous ? But I am not a hallucination, I am the real one.
- Did you bite me? - Kate began to rebound.
- Yes.
- What for?
- I wanted to wake you up, that used a little shabby.
- Shabby!? With me!? What is it about?
- About what? And what do you want. You know, according to my experience, a man always finds many topics for conversation before he dies.
- Before whose death?
- Yours, of course. Or do you think that I came here for mud? - the cat winced in disgust.
- Honestly, I don’t even know what to think - Katya didn’t really believe that this little creature had come to kill her.
- Yes, many do not believe that I come to take life from people - answered Silver, as if having read her thoughts - People just paint death in the form of an old woman with a scythe, but in fact death can come in any guise.

- You want to say that you are death?
- I? Not. I am only vested with some of her powers. In addition, that would kill someone does not necessarily have to be death.
Katya had cold sweat on her body. Despite the fact that she still found it difficult to believe what was happening, she felt with her heart that this elegant creature of nature was able to deprive her life.
- Why do you need to kill me? - asked the girl and in her voice clearly appeared the notes of fear that her nightly guest liked very much and he decided to prolong this pleasure.
“You are repeating your predecessors again,” said the cat, blissfully listening to her fluttering. Everyone asked me this question without exception, but not everyone received an answer to it. But you deserve it, and I'll tell you.
- deserved? With what?
- I'll tell you in the course of my explanations, okay? So. I, along with a certain number of people like me, were sent to the earth by higher forces to fulfill a certain mission.

The fact is that when God created man, he did not pay much attention to his appearance. He thought more about enriching his inner world, that is, his soul and heart. But over time, people began to forget his teachings and appreciate more physical beauty than spiritual. Think about it yourself. In almost all books and films, the hero is displayed as a tall, slender, muscular handsome man who is not afraid of any obstacles, and the heroine is a magnificently piled beauty with long legs, a pretty face and other delights of female charm. Is not it? Based on this, the new generation, watching their idols, like Schwarzneiger Van Dam or Claudio Slate, begin to shape their appearance, completely forgetting about the soul. From our point of view, this is a huge mistake of mankind and we must fix it.
- In what way?
- We thought for a long time about the way we’ll open our eyes to people and, unfortunately, we didn’t think of anything better than ... death sentence. - You see, people no longer understand anything but power. Therefore, we decided to smoothly destroy physically strong and beautiful people who use their external data as the main tool to achieve their goals. By this we must show that it is not safe to be such and, therefore, undesirable.

- But this is insanity! If a person is handsome or well developed, this does not mean that he is a scoundrel.
- Baby, do not forget that I am not a simple creature. Before I do my job, I look inside the person I’ve chosen. And it is precisely what is inside him that decides the question of his future fate. And in most cases, the decision falls on the negative balance.
- Am I such a cool creature? - Katya was touched by the words of Silver.
- No, that you. You are not a spoiled person.You are loved and respected by many, but your thoughts, intentions and dreams are quite common in our time, which will inevitably lead to your moral degradation. Suppose, in terms of love, you think that you are worthy of a beautiful, financial life partner and you are unlikely to use another type ...