[ WP ] Time freezes , but you are unaffected . After wandering around for a while , you find a cat that 's also not frozen . It seems he wants you to follow him ...

We wandered down the city street, crossing an intersection after a few blocks. It was weird to see the drops of rain stay in the air. I still used the crosswalks. 
 
 I knew something was off when we approached the coffee shop. Someone was pressed up against a window. The grey cat stopped and looked between the man and me. There was a fight going on inside, and this man was being thrown through the window. 
 
 If force=mass*acceleration, and everything is frozen, then any movement on the part of me or the cat should seem to... Everything else, I guess, to have infinite acceleration, and therefore infinite force. However, we have n't had trouble walking around, or with the raindrops. I moved the man to the side, near the door, so he would n't fall through the glass. 
 
 The cat looked at me again, and then kept walking. I followed him a long ways. 
 
 Eventually, at the edge of the city, we reached a row of houses, all painted faded pinks, yellows, blues, and greens. The wet grass around them looked weird, as did the highway with no movement. It was very quiet; I could n't even hear the cat. It led me to the small front garden of a light green house. It wanted me to open the door. It was n't locked. It took a little while to see it. There was a toddler pulling on a bookcase in the corner of a room, about to be hit by its weight. A woman, I assume the kid's mother, was eating in the room over, too far to help, probably unaware. I removed the toddler's bands from the shelf and righted the bookcase. It was strange without anything moving on it's own. It would be weird for the kid when he unfroze. 
 
 Would he unfreeze? The cat jumped onto the bookcase I had just fixed, staring at me. Maybe nothing was frozen, and it was just us that something was happening to. 
 
 I wondered if this had happened before. I asked the cat. It jumped down and trotted out of the house, as if impatient. 
 
 It stopped across the highway, at an open car, its owner making a call in the emergency lane. The cat jumped into shotgun. I glance between the man on the phone and the cat in the car. The cat seemed to know what it was doing, and where people needed help. I got in the car. 
 
 Somehow, it worked. We drove around slowly, maneuvering around stopped cars. The cat pawed at the window when we needed to turn or stop. We prevented three thefts and gave food to five homeless people. I felt like Robin Hood. I left post-it notes from an abandoned stack under a table outside a café. It was fun to write a note to those we fed, to apologize to the man stealing three packs of cigarettes and a swiss army knife. I felt like a meddling god, doing good and having fun. 
 
 After what seemed like many hours ( although it was hard to tell with the sun frozen in its late-morning position ), the cat stopped and looked at me. It seemed thankful. I guess it could n't do everything it needed to on its own, although _it_ seemed more like a god. It was probably the cat who stopped time. 
 
 Then, suddenly, everything resumed. A man bumped into me, and the cat ran off. I started after it, while half-turning and mumbling an apology to the man whose way I had obstructed. He seemed startled. The cat was gone. 
 
 I wonder if it does that a lot, maybe with more people, and the world never notices. Then again, it would be well-documented if people moved and food appeared in an instant. 
 
 That had been a very interesting day. I smiled. 
 
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 I'm sorry this was so long! I think it's my third WritingPrompts response. Thanks for reading to the end, I hope you liked it: )
