They're all locked.
"Me-ow, meow, me-ow!" Unmistakably Cat, and angry.
The sound comes from the end of one corridor, and I fumble along, peering into each cage to try to see a tiger cat in a shadowy hole.
Fortunately his eyes glow and he opens his mouth for another meow, and I see him locked inside one of the cages before I come to the end of the corridor.
I don't know how he got in or how I'm going to get him out.
While I'm thinking, Cat's eyes flick away from me to the right, then back to me.
Cat's not making any noise, and neither am I, but something is.
It's just a tiny rustle, or a breath, but I have a creepy feeling someone is standing near us.
Way down at the end of the cellar a shadow moves a little, and I can see it has a white splotch—a face.
It's a man, and he comes toward me.