Pure Curiosity

It tried to move, but it couldn’t. He wouldn’t let it. It was taped to the table, meowing with no stop. He got tired and took the knife. Then he lift it up and quickly lowered it on its tail. A new one, he thought, and loosened the tapes. The cat ran off screaming and he took the tail and walked to another room. There were a hundred tails now. He collected them and carried them to the lab. Then he spent days pulling out and separating the fur from them. He set half the fur aside, just in case, then put the other half in a pot with no oxygen inside, heated the pot, and melted the fur to finally learn what it would be like if it became solid again.

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