You feel panic enveloping you. Despite being on a plane for the first time the turbulence from earlier tonight makes you have a panic attack and rush towards the bathroom while gripping psychologically the toilet for protection. Hours pass and your friend eventually sends a stewardess to pick you up. She keeps banging on the door waiting for you to come out. You however are too scared to do anything. Eventually the stewardess, a beautiful ginger enters the bathroom. "Come on, nothing is wrong. The plane is safe Just come with me and you'll be fine." she say affably polite in a doting way almost. You pondered for a minute. "Stop messing with me. This is not funny." you yell at her not believing her for a bit. That's when the stewardess's mirror reflection disappeared and the door behind her closed on her own. Then you see her skin turning palish blue, her eyes crimson and her claws and fangs grew bigger. She then says the following to you in an ominous tone. "I take this night shift since it's more convenient for me. I usually wait at the destination before I could even get a snack....but I suppose you'll have to do for now." she says as she began to lunge at you.