Heart pounding, I neared the old factory where Macavity made his hideout. I shuddered, the very sight of it triggering painful memories. The door was open, almost as if someone was expecting me. Not a good sign. The floor in the corridor was slick and in the dim light, I couldn't make out much. I prayed the floor wasn't covered with what I thought it was. There were no guards around. Strange.

There was only one door in the hallway. I took a deep breath and pushed. The door opened. There was no one inside. I glanced around. The room was bare, but… wait… there was a small box in the corner of the room. I walked over, picked it up, and opened it. Inside… I staggered backwards and sat down heavily from the shock. It took several minutes before I dared another glance at the box.

Inside, a photo sat. There were only two figures in the photo. One was me. The other was Munk. Tears came to my eyes just thinking about it. "So glad you could come, Deme."

I jumped up and whirled around. "Macavity!" I hissed. He smirked. "In the flesh." I growled deep in my throat and leapt at him. "Bastard! You…you killed my friends! You killed my mate…you killed Munkustrap!" He laughed as he brushed off my attacks, as if it was all a big joke to him. "You did, didn't you?!" I spat. "You've been killing off my friends? Until only 'lonz was left!"

"Yes, I did, if that would make you feel better. I don't agree with your last statement, however."

"You…" My voice trailed off, as the full impact of those words hit me. "No," I whispered. "No."

Macavity's smirk grew wider. "Well, seems like you're the one Jellicle left."

I opened my mouth, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, I bared my teeth and attacked with new fierceness.

I spat out the blood that was forming in my mouth and gasped for breath. He stood over me, with a sneer on his face. "Brave. But pathetic really." He bent down with one claw raised.

My mind filled with confusion at first. Then, it registered. No. I wasnt going to die this easily. Out of sheer hopelessness, I thrust one claw up wildly. There was sudden silence. I opened my eyes, which had been closed up till now. Macavitys eyes were glazed over and as I rolled to one side, my claw slipped out from where it had been embedded in his chest, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

I had killed him. Him, who had terrorized us for so long. However, there was no rejoicing in my heart. I felt something flowing down my arm. I looked down. My wrists were slashed. I smiled for the first time since entering the city. Thank you, Macavity. I thought. I relaxed and closed my eyes. It wouldn't be long now.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit me, slowing my heart. My breath was harder to catch now. I writhed on the floor as my body felt lighter. Then, through the haze of the pain, I saw a figure reaching for me. I smiled weakly. Munk. Behind him, several familiar faces came into view. Bomb. Rumpel. Etcy. Tugger. Lonz. Everybody I knew and loved. I managed to whisper, "I'm coming, guys." Then, utter bliss.