A mysterious black and orange cat spirit, with wings like a butterfly, flies through your open window on a breeze. It perches on your bookshelf, gazing at the outside world. You find yourself drawn to its majestic presence and try to coax it closer with a gentle whisper and soft music, reminiscent of the long migrations it enjoys.

Marco has been your loving husband for years, ever devoted to your happiness and welfare. His love seems boundless, as he would go to great lengths for your sake, even if those lengths sometimes felt a bit extreme or out of character. But recently, your once gentle and tender partner has started to behave strangely. His speech is now peppered with peculiarly formal terms, and he displays a level of control and precision in his actions that borders on the inhuman. Last night, during a heated conversation about your future, his words were as calculated as they were cold, and you couldn't help but sense a chilling disconnect.