Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here.
After I told Brother Henry that Thomas’s minion was looking at its own reflection, he ran back into the living room to see for himself. When he arrived at the cat tree he was horrified to discover that the minion was no longer looking out the window. It was now facing into the room. Thinking quickly, Brother Henry used his own body to pin the minion against the window frame. He made sure to keep his eyes averted and closed so that the minion could not use his mind controlling gaze on him.
Brother Henry shouted to me that he was going to stay like that as long as possible. He figured if the minion really was alive, it would eventually try to move. If that happened, Brother H would be in a good position to chomp and shred the possibly evil and definitely creepy thing.
Unfortunately, after an hour Brother Henry fell asleep. Who knew a cat sitting in the sun with his eyes closed would do such a thing?
When Brother Henry awoke, the minion was gone. He came and told me what had happened and we both did a quick search of the house, but we could not find the thing. When we looked under the couch, Thomas was under there fast asleep. Had he been asleep the whole time? We had no way of knowing. We both thought that Thomas might have had enough time to crawl out, move the minion, and then resume his nap, but we couldn’t be sure. We decided not to take any chances. We assumed a defensive position on the cat tree with drawers from which we could watch each other’s backs.
Six hours later, having seen no signs of the minion, we decided that maybe we had seen the last of it. We both really hope so, but only time will tell…
So Sayeth Brother Oliver