Foxy POV
It was only 1987 when all things went wrong. All I could hear was kids screaming in panic and the sound of blood dripping. The blood was crimson red just like my fur. I just stood there and all I could see was red flashing lights as people run around like a hoard of bees swarming everywhere. A Girls head was hanging from my sharp metallic teeth. She was lifelessly hanging there from my jaw. This is how all the worst things all began.............
