In the middle of the floor sits a cat, Eliana’s black cat. The she stands
facing the cat for a moment, then crouches down as if to stroke the animal or 
perhaps pick it up, but when she straightens up the cat is gone. It is neither 
on the floor nor in Eliana’s arms. Raman did not see where it went. Apparently,
Eliana sent it somewhere else with her magic. It would not be the first time she 
has done this or something like it in his presence.