>>24644471"Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~?"
This uncomfortable discovery just so happens to coincide with this rotted, diseased, decaying fleabag-looking thing accosting you. It looks like no mon you've ever seen before, and smells of death.
Meowing like nails on a chalkboard, it drags itself closer to your leg, attracted to your spoiled milk.
>What do you do next?