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Every night, Whiskers the cat would sit on the windowsill, staring out at the darkened street below. No one knew why, but at midnight, he'd always get up and walk to the door. One night, curious, the young boy who lived in the house decided to follow him. As the clock struck twelve, Whiskers stood, stretched, and made his way to the door. The boy quietly followed, and to his surprise, Whiskers didn't leave the house. Instead, he sat by the door and waited, as if expecting something. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a soft, glowing light appeared. From the light, a small figure emerged—a cat, similar to Whiskers but glowing faintly. They exchanged a silent glance, and for a moment, the air was filled with an unspoken understanding. The glowing cat turned and disappeared back into the light, and the door slowly closed. The next morning, Whiskers was curled up in his favorite spot, like nothing had happened. The boy never spoke of the midnight visitor, but he knew one thing: Whiskers had a secret life, one that only appeared in the stillness of the night