LIMINALIA

They gently rested Mr. Rabbit’s weak body on the bed.

He was still reluctant, but didn’t show any resistance.

“T-thank you, friends.”

Max gently put his hand on Rabbit’s forehead.

“M-meryl, he is burning.”

Meryl wasn’t exactly sure what that mean, since they weren’t made of flash, but by Max’s tone it could only mean BAD.

“ok. now. what the hell. is happening.”

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