Abigail touched the braille on the outside of the cylinder bottle from which she would remove a pill that she would consume. Resperidol. Do not mix with alcohol. Do not operate machinery. She seized a tiny round tablet from the bottle, put it on her tongue and then swallowed it.
An unfamiliar sound rang out "Mroww."
She jumped out of her seat when a furry creature rubbed up against her left leg.
"Mroww," the creature reiterated.
Where the hell did you come from kitty kitty?
"She is my cat." a woman's voice said, from what seemed to be the depths of Abigail's own mind "Her name is Anifel."
Abigail raced into the bathroom and slammed the wooden door shut.
"Don't be afraid of me." the spooky voice suggested, "I am the voice of a woman laid to rest long ago."
How reassuring.