You’re running for your life away from a latex shark, when you successfully escape, having to lock yourself behind a random door. Looking around, you see that you’re in a library, and very quickly pass out from exhaustion.

You wake up to the sight of a latex wolf standing above you, and she has a simple question for you. Her face doesn’t signal malice, unlike others.

“Do you trust me?” She calmly queries, with worry in her tone. A stark contrast to most latex creatures you’ve met.