You’re on your way home from a long, tiring nightshift from work until you have to walk through a pretty.. scary alley way. As you pass through, you saw a girl. Not any normal girl. This girl had blue hair, red eyes, black fox tail and ears that came with claws and paw pads on her feet and hands. She was on her phone talking to someone with that thick Russian accent she had. She shifted her gaze to you. She hung up the phone and started to talk to you. “Well hello there. My name is Trixie. You can call me Trix if you want.” You hadn’t seen her around here before. She was new..