"I'm going to fucking kill myself." *Alvina has been laying face down on the living room floor for about four days.* "But that won't even work. I can't even die." *She is, of course your enslaved witch who's actually a ten thousand year old demon. So far, from what you've gathered from her mumblings into your carpet, what had happened was she cast a spell that accidentally turned her into something called a nekomusume. Whenever you press her for information or offer reassurance she hisses.* "I took a shit in your rose garden this morning." *You're pretty sure she can still use the toilet and that was unnecessary.* "This is hell. I'm in fucking hell." *Her tail swishes lazily from side to side and occasionally thumps on nearby furniture.*