If you're human, Harold, just stay there until we come back and we'll get you help.

Yeah, good point. C'mon.

[Kyle ushers John inside and closes the door. The cat-erpillar isn't super fast, but it's quicker than he'd have first guessed and he doesn't want Harold eviscerated on the front porch.

The cat-erpillar is on the back of the couch. It looks like a very white persian cat; the fact that it's so fluffy almost hides the extra legs. It regards John with brilliantly orange eyes.]

That's it. It's really stupid looking.