A small child sat upon the bed. Its pitiful mews were becoming softer now, as if it hadn't the strength to continue. Underneath its small blanket, its hands and feet looked somewhat odd to Allecca's eyes, as if in odd disproportion to its body and limbs. But as she approached the small child, it held its arms out to her, and she could see now what was wrong.
The child had no hands, but instead the paws of a kitten. Looking down, Allecca saw that its feet, too, were feline, and also his features. His eyes were a vivid green, and his ears were tipped with a point and covered in grey fur. When Allecca reached down to embrace him, she discovered a small, twitchy tail. Shocked and horrified at the child' s condition, Allecca picked him up, and was carrying him to the door against her chest when he hissed and extended his claws into her face, scratching fiercely and biting her veins. Holding back screams, Allecca backed towards the bed while struggling to remain upright under the boy's attack. But no matter the pain Allecca could not bring herself to tear him from her. He seemed so malnourished and uncared for that if she could help him by sacrificing herself, she would gladly give herself to him.
As soon as she thought those words, however, the boy stopped feeding from her. He retracted his claws and licked her wounds clean, purring all the while. Allecca still dared not move, until she saw the spiral staircase positioned in the corner of the room, where there had not been anything before. The cat-boy saw this, and nudged Allecca from the bed and into the corner, where, after one last lick, he vanished.
Weary now, Allecca stepped again onto the staircase, and as it again spiralled upwards, the booming voice returned.
"Well done, Allecca, child. Very few have the strength and courage to sacrifice themselves for another, especially one so strange. But you have one more trial to face, child. Make wise choices." And with that, the voice echoed away, and Allecca was once again alone in a dark room.