You were in the elevator. There was an elevator operator, but he was mute. He looked at you and tilted his head, asking which floor. You said, “18.”

The elevator was slow. It was just the two of you inside. Suddenly, he smiled at you. Sharp fangs showed as he smiled wider.

In seconds, he transformed into a fox and leapt toward you.

But before he could reach you, you transformed into a fox too.

He stopped, stunned. His eyes were wide with shock.

He thought he was the last of his kind.

He couldn’t speak, but his face said everything.