Gray Fox

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Since Billy told me my opponent was a shapeshifter, it was pure camouflage I was chasing. The disco ball did its part and made the shapeshifter visible. The lights made tiny little cracks in its 'second skin'. A shapeshifter has two skins. One is the original which looks like a lizard, the second the form the shapeshifter takes on. With the correct lighting you can make little cracks in the second skin. With those cracks made he can't recover the second skin and has to take another form.

"BILL, HE IS CRACKING UP!" I yelled, with the hope he knew what to do. "YEAH, SO? JEZUS CHRIST EMMY! I'M NOT THAT SMART! Goddammit. WHAT NOW?!" Billy Yelled back. I facepalmed my head and could not believe this man raised me. "YOU NEED TO SHOOT THE LIZARD IN THE RED SPOT ABOVE THE TALE!" I yelled a little irritated. "OK, OK, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO MAD AT ME! I WILL TRY!" Billy yelled back with a little sad tone in his voice.

The lizard knew what I was up to as soon he felt that his cracks were growing. He looked around and could not find a quick hiding place. One of the knocked out girls woke up and began screaming. The lizard turned its head and reached out for the girl. He lifted her up at the head, cracked her jaws and pulled her tongue out. Zero fucks were given. "JEZUS, NOT SALLY BANELLY!" Billy yelled in pain. He focused on me and made a run towards me. With his tale bending in all the right directions he could move twice as fast. Everything and everyone in its way got destroyed by his mighty tale, leaving a path of destruction. I saw him coming and hoped Billy could shoot this bastard. I second guessed and relied on myself in this fight. I duck behind the counter and reached for the dagger inside my boot. As soon as the lizard would come over the counter I would throw my body sideways and cut in its red spot.Even before the Lizard could reach the counter Billy threw a grenade in our direction. Blowing up the front of Titty Titty Shitty and making the evening sun blind my eyes.

I turned my body around to face the lizard, but all I could see was a silhouette firing a gun. The lizard fell dead upon me. I crawled underneath the carcass, finding my way out. As soon as I came up I saw who it was. My face became pale and my heartbeat started to race. They called him the Gray Fox. He is the manager of my department. Nobody knew his real name. Gray Fox was over his fifties, but didn't look that age. Actually, he was quite a handsome man. He obviously has gray hair and ice blue eyes that could pierce right through your soul. His attitude is very stately. The most flattering thing about the Grey fox was his knowledge. He had read all the books in our Library at the Psychiatric Hospital, the interesting ones. He is the only one of us who is one hundred percent human. How did he become manager? I guess his knowledge of the occult and sharp tongue helped him get in. You could feel him coming, you felt it when he was around. Of course in my case he is always there at bad moments.

The Gray Fox walked towards me and said:"You really made a mess this time. Or should I say, as always?". His voice was low and calm. He spoke out every word with care, never giving away when he made a little mistake. I got the creeps every time the guy stood in front of me. But, when listening to his voice I couldn't help but get hypnotized by his ice blue eyes. "I, I... Who am I fooling, I can't explain this mess." I said disappointed. He sighed, nodded his head and walked around the place. "Emmy," he said with a dramatic pause. "You know I always believe in you, but I can't let you go unpunished for this one. Meet me in front of the dark forest at 11 pm. In case you don't want to show up, I know where you live. I will come and get you myself. What happens after that is even worse than the punishment you are going to receive now." he said strictly. The tone in his voice gave me shivers down my spine. Like a sad little girl I walked home. As I walked around the corner I could feel his eyes following me.

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