“Alright, what do you think we are dealing with, Sarge?”
“Oh, a nasty one. Con artist, murderer: Scourge
of the East, but intelligence thinks she’s at large
In this area, dodging us time and again.
She went by “Bakeneko”, way back, in Japan.
Current aliases and location unknown.
Profile: Bakeneko’s a demonic cat
And her fur’s mostly white, but you can’t go by that
Because she can change form and look humanoid, yet
Always still kind of feline. She feasts on the dead
She’s been known to possess people. Wears on her head
Bits of bright coloured cloth. Has a preference for red.
But the trail has gone cold. I was hoping we might
Get a break. But I don’t think it’s our lucky night
You know, this sort of criminal hides in plain sight.”
She’s laughing at us. She’s out there, sitting pretty.
And for all that we know, she’s all over this city
Wait. I’ve kind of a hunch. Could it be? …”
Tom Juniper Poetry 