1: Anthony stands in a field, wearing a loose laced v-neck shirt. His expression is neutral.

2: Over his shoulder, there is a bed in the long grass, and the female fox, a blanford’s fox, lays in it.
Fox: Anthony…

3: Anthony crawls onto the bed, he is baffled, having known this woman before she passed away.
Anthony: Clara? You’re… alive?

4: Anthony moves into her beckoning hand.
Clara: I’ve never left you… I’ve always been here…

5: Anthony is atop her, black tentacles reach out from beneath the sheets towards him.
Clara: I’ve always been waiting for you.

6: Anthony is alone in his bed, awaking from his dream in his cluttered apartment.