Well... let's see. You've just been transformed into a red fox by unexplicable and oncethought impossible means. Hmm.... Any takers on HOW you can stay calm?

Your entire body jolts with panic. You flail around on the bed, too shocked to say anything. Too afraid that if you speak all you could do is yip.

Your foreright leg catches on your bedsheets (which you must have kicked off in your sleep) and you suddenly find yourself wrapped in a tight cuccoon of your bedsheets.

This doesn't help at all, you panic even more and you find yourself going over the side of your bed away from your door (it's closed, by the way).

You're finally too tired to move after another minute of flailing within the sheets, but your mind is racing:

'What happened to me??! HOW could this happen?!! Who did this?! I don't want to be a fox!'

A muffled voice reaches your ears, which instinctively perked up to listen for it. Your entire body was wrapped up too much to make any sense of it-- only your nose somehow found its way out through a hole you had discovered last night.

You freeze.

'I can't let my family see me like this!!' You think. 'Wait. What if they're foxes too?! No, they would have checked to see if I was a fox too. I might be the only one!'

Again the voice calls, much closer this time, something was wrong. You could not understand it. Everyone only speaks English in your family, but that wasn't English. The Accent WAS though.

'Whatever happened to me must have made Enlish sound like that!' You deduce as the voice draws closer.

Suddenly, a knock.