I slowly opened my eyes, only to see nothing but a blanket. I pushed myself up into a sitting position as I scanned the room I was in.

I wasn't in my house.

The room was clean, it had nice white walls, a dresser, and a pretty big bed. However, this wasn't my room. My room is usually a mess.

I was so confused. I don't remember walking here, nor heading to a house in general. I was in the... hotel room.

That's when everything came into mind, as I remembered the events of the previous night. The night with the other officers.

I had killed someone on that mission. He was told to drop the weapon, but he refused... Why didn't I just taze him?

I heard the door knob twist, making me spin over so I was in my original laying position. I shut my eyes and faked to be asleep as I heard the door open.

I heard the footsteps getting near as I continued to fake being asleep. I waited there, until I heard a voice.

"I know you're awake, Nick." I heard the familiar voice. I was confused on how he was here.

I slowly began to sit up, as I faced the German Shepherd in front of me, arms crossed as he looked at me.

"I brought you here after you passed out." He explained in a rather quick tone. "So, you weren't kidnapped."

I only stared before looking at the time on the clock. I sighed softly and looked down at my uniform... that I slept in.

"Was I heavy?" I asked randomly, tilting my head. He didn't take long to answer.

"You weight 3 tons." He chuckled, which I slightly laughed along with. "You're very light for a fox, most of them are very heavy."

"You also are an officer who's been working for 13 years, so you're probably used to it." I told him, as he only shrugged.

"So, is there anything I can get you?" He asks me, and I was about to respond, until I felt my pocket buzz.

I reached in my front pocket, pulling out my phone as I seen the caller ID. I glanced at Klaus, before I looked back at my phone.

Judy.

I tapped the green button before placing the phone to my ear. As I did so, Klaus spoke for a second.

"I'll leave you be." He said before walking out. After that, I decided to speak up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Nick." I heard Carrrots' voice on the other line. "Are you alright? I came to stop by and Dakota told me you weren't home."

"Yeah, I uh.. I stayed the night at a friend's house. A issue happened at the force and uh... yeah." I explained to her.

"Oh god, what happened now?" I heard her worried voice, making me scoff.

"It's not important, Carrots." I said with slight annoyance. "I'm alright, and I'm not in the mood to talk right now."

I heard her softly sigh, before speaking once again. "I'm just worried, Nick. I understand you're an-"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." I interrupted with a snarl. "Don't try to make me feel better because you don't know half the shit I went through."

I hung up and turned my phone off, burrying my face in my paws. I let out a long groan of annoyance, feeling my claws come in contact with my fur.

I was tempted to peel my fucking fur off and let my flesh exposed to the cold air in this room. I wanted to feel blood run down my muzzle, making my scent catch onto anyone nearby. I wanted to fucking die.

I walked off, heading towards Klaus' bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. My fur was ruffled, I had slight paw prints of my face from me tempting to rip myself apart.

"You're a joke." I said to my reflection. "You're a fucking joke to this world."

I stared at myself in the mirror, and it began to get dark. I thought it was the lighting, but the light was off. I thought it was the sun being covered, but there was no windows.

The room around me began to turn into a dark violet color, before I heard a pained scream. Before I could react, blood splattered on the mirror and faucet, making me jump back.

"What the hell?" I said to myself, before I heard a voice from the other side of the door.

"DADDY!"

I froze, before running to grip the door handle. I tried to twist it, but it was stuck in place.

"Dakota!?" I yelled out, trying to shove the door out. "Dakota, are you okay!?"

"PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!" I heard his voice, as I continued to attempt to open the door. Nothing was working at all.

"Dakota, I'm coming!" I yelled, before stepping back. I spun over, extending my leg to perform a back kick on the door. The door swung open, and then I heard the most horrifying thing ever.

"NOOO!"

Before I could even question, I heard loud sounds of slashing and punching. I heard Dakota scream in terror and pain as I heard blood hitting against the floor. I ran over, grabbing a nearby vase.

Once I reached the corner, I seen Dakota laying against the wall, his entire right side of his torso was torn open, his ribcage was bloody and visible, along with some of his vitals.

I ran over and placed my paws against his wound, making him cry out in pain as he began to squirm. I attempted to restrain him, before he yelled.

"NO, NO, PLEASE DON'T HURT ME AGAIN!"

I froze right there, as he cried. He was facing me as he cried, and he was covering his face with his paws. I slowly stood up, my body trembling profusely. I slowly turned around, and then I seen my reflection.

There were police lights outside, claw marks over the walls and floor, blood splattered against the desk, vaces and pictures smashed on the ground.

There I was, blood forming a smile over my muzzle. My cheeks were slashed with blood, my fur was ripped and out of place, my eyes were slitted, my teeth were sharper than blades, and I had a evil smile on my face.

I seen my reflection slowly raise it's arm, revealing my G17 I had equipped during the mission. I began to breathe heavily as I couldn't do anything, but watch.

My reflection pressed the gun's barrel to my temple, and that's when I felt it. I looked over, and I seen I was holding my gun to my head. I began to panic, before I seen my reflection wave with it's evil smile.

I pulled the trigger.

BANG

I pulled my face up from my paws, to see I was still sitting on the bed. I was so confused, before I looked around. There was no blood, no Dakota, and everything was in place.

I stood up, walking towards the living room. I seen Klaus sitting on his couch, browsing through his phone.

"Everything alright?" He asked me. I only nodded.

"Can you drop me off at my apartment? Like... now?" I requested in the least guilty way I could say it. He only smiled at me, before standing up.

He softly pat my shoulder, before responding to me. "Sure thing."