Owen McCuen
speaker
1,473 appearances
8 recordings
1 series
first heard Apr 2026
last heard 17 Sep
Owen McCuen’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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He was the only pet that lasted.
Any stray cat that found its way into our home either passed away or vanished within a week.
Dogs ran away, even if they seemed like they were going to be the most loyal animals in the world.
One night in our home, and they were gone.
I appreciated Soot, and there was something extant about the little ball of fur.
Looking into his eyes gave me the impression that he would be even more eternal than the earth itself.
Sometimes I would wake up, kneeling before his cage, having no memory of getting on the ground.
Inside, Soot would look down at me with a strange, humanoid face on his little body.
The unnatural countenance made me squeamish, and despite it being a human face, his eyes were the same.
He would speak in that horrible voice and say, Release me.
Then I would blink, and Soot was back to normal, as if it had never happened.
One day, as I lay staring at the ceiling trying to sleep, I heard a whisper as soft as fabric rustling in a breeze.
I thought it might be my mom in the other room or the wind, but it didn't stop.
I looked over towards the small cage.
Soot wasn't running on his wheel like he usually did at this time.
He was staring at me, his little paws that looked far too human, like in the dim light, grasping the bars.
"'Release me,' the whisper said.
I pushed the covers away, stepping closer.
"'Release me now.'
The voice rumbled low, and between the bars Soot's face was different, not his usual blank rodent countenance or the eerie humanoid one.
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