Kitty...

It was the darkest hour after midnight... Jane was driving from the party, all alone (what a pity for a young lady) in a country road. There was a strange feeling, that she did a wrong turn, slowly rising somewhere deep in her lonely heart. It seemed, that the nature reflected her mood: the weather outside car was awfully stormy, no moon to lighten country lane, just an occasionally strikes of lightning, bringing nearest trees out from the dark. Then Jane could see them swaying in a wind, like begging her to join their meaningless dance. Although the pouring rain didn’t let her to see anything more than a few meters of wet asphalt in front of her car, she could hear the waves crushing in to rocks on the cost. Sea was roaring like a furious wild animal.
Suddenly some large dark spot on the road attracted Jane’s attention, her leg almost instinctually pushed brakes. Just in time. It took a few seconds for her to realize, that that object, she almost crushed, was the biggest cat she has ever seen. The only idea, which came to Jane’s brains, that the cat could be injured. So she did rather stupid thing - turn of the car, took torch and stepped in to the night. As she walked closer, she saw cat’s green eyes watching her with a cold and attentive glance. Lightning stoked, cat meowed and disappeared in the dark. Jane came back to her car all wet, turned the key and... Nothing. The car wouldn’t start. She desperately tried again and again. The engine was dead. The unexplainable panic almost torn her heart. What could she do? After a few ideas women decided to wait for the down in her car.  Rain outside slowly washed her sorrow, she felt so fed up besides that, very tired. From the dreamless sleep she was waken by a familiar noise. That could mean only one thing - someone opened a passenger’s door. The next thing she felt was an injection to her neck.

Nurse in white dress closed the door and locked it carefully.
-I gave some lentitive medicine to Miss Jane Holly. Her psychiatrist said, she is having her visions again. - she told to another nurse, whom she met in a corridor.
-Pour woman - she continued - after killing her own daughter in car accident, driving back home drank from the party, she never came back to reality. You know, darling, that doctor, I am dating with, as a matter of fact he is her psychiatrist so, he told me a bit more about her case. It seems, she is having one and the same vision about herself lost, driving in a dark road and stopping just in time not to crash a big cat. The cat runs away, and she comes back in car, but the engine is dead, so she waits for a down. Yet the down never comes, she starts to scream and cannot stop... Luckily, today I gave her drugs before that desperate ending.  Yes, and that doctor has quite interesting explanation of her vision: it is her strong wish to change the past, she hopes, she could stop, before seeing her daughter’s blood all over her car’s window. She hopes to see daughter running away alive like that black cat. The dead engine is her life, which stopped since then. The funniest part of this thing, is that Jane used to call her daughter Kitty. Hearing stories like that, you don’t need a TV, do you?
Her friend replied with a sad smile:
- Yes, not willing to watch horror movies and dating a psychiatrist, that’s the things, you can expect working in mental hospital.