This feeling was new to it. In its many years on Earth it had learned joy, sadness, anger – but this was the first time it felt fear. It moved around its home, sliding through the familiar spaces with ease, but it knew it would not be for long. The building was to be demolished and, if no one came to it's aid, it would die along with the walls it lived in.
It could sense the sadness in the air. Its few friends knew what would happen, and it knew they would help if they could. But the kind of help it needed was beyond them.
In a last desperate attempt at saving it's life, it sent a mental cry into the universe.
And it was heard.