THE CURSE

Max gasped.

“Is he…”

Meryl desperately checked him. After a few moments of dread, they sighed in relieve.

“he’s just resting, thank graces. must’ve been really tired from all that coughing. sleep well, bunny.”

They stood there, desolate, looking at a now peacefully sleeping Mr. Rabbit.

They couldn’t even consider the idea of him…

“so, i think we must find the key. it is supposed to be here, isn’t it?”

“Y-yeah.”

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