I was still very confused, but after I left the apartment exacerbated. In fact, the alley was empty. Shockingly, no dumpsters, no mess, but sadly no cats either. I thought that those people might scare them away. However, seeing the clean alley made me happy. I was sure that the cats would like it. Even they deserved some comfort in their lives, at least, a fraction of happiness for a moment.
I had the keys, so I used the back door. The bar was peacefully silent and empty. The spirit of ghost towns touched my senses and made me more cautious. I worried that the bartender cleaned the floor before he left. But then I saw stains and some dry mud under a few tables.
I returned from the storage with the mop in my hand and noticed something on the table where I sat the previous night. A bag of
