I listened carefully for noises of distress. Growls or yelps. I broke the awkward silence and chirped my best meeeeooowww. From the depths of the box a meeeooowww was chanted back. A little bit more mysterious and significantly more cat-like noise. The chants last until we arrived.
Opening the box I found a predator. Hunter of ghosts, and mice. Destroyer of worlds.