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It's normal.

Maybe it's not.

It's coming.

Ready or not.

A poor rabbit sat in the middle of Jamaa Township. "Where did all the people go?" It wondered. Pink petals started falling on the floor. The rabbit caught a dirty, rough petal that looked like it fell in a mud puddle. The bunny looked at the petal from front to back, and stuffed it in the pocket of its' plaid sweater.

One thing was wrong about those petals. Most of them were perfectly smooth, and the rest were crushed and had brown stains. Falling petals... How could they get bruised when they were falling down? The rabbit hopped into the grass and picked up a few pink petals. The rabbit turned its' blue cat looking collar around and looked closely at the petal. It could secretly see its' reflection. It started raining lightly. The raindrops slowly started making the petals melt into something looking like pink melted candle wax.

The bunny had pink puddly like hands. Though, the petal in her pocket seemed to not melt. She was suspicious. "Is this just a dream..?" She murmured to herself. She shook her head, and she was still in Jamaa Township, pink puddles everywhere, and pink covered hands. She went to the pond in the township and washed her paws off. Thankfully, the pink stuff got off.

She ran to her den, finding a grave with pink splats all around her den. She slowly crept near to the grave and lightly sat down. She looked at the grave and glared at the pink splatters on her walls. She then felt something drop on her head. She touched her head and it spread onto her hands.

"Great... More pink." She said. A tiny drop of pink like ink again covered a finger on her paw. She then looked back at the grave to see something sitting in front of her.

A solid black tiger with no eyes stared at her without moving an inch. The rabbit slowly backed away as her eyes widened and shivered. The tiger slowly moved its' paw towards the rabbit.

"I am hell." The tiger said without opening its' mouth.

The tiger quickly jumped on the rabbit, tackling her, scraping her, killing her.

The rabbit opened its' eyes, finding its self in a pitch black place. She stepped forward a few times. She felt something. It felt like nothing. She didn't have enough time to stop herself. She stepped toward and started falling.

An empty pitch black hole that felt like it would never stop. She closed her eyes tightly, hugged herself, and said repeatedly, "Bless Mira hope I make it out alive... This is just danger, you will come and save us for mercy... Bless Mira hope I make it out alive... This is just danger, you will come and save us for mercy..." She stopped falling and she thumped on the floor. She stood up, shook her fur, and looked at her hands.

"It's red..." She found red scars on her paws and all over her arms.

She felt something on her chest... She looked down to see a faded paw covered in pink touching her, in a pose looking like it's going to sharpen its' claws and scratch her.

The same tiger walked out of a black shade. It started smiling. Sharp teeth showed out of its' mouth.

The rabbit said, "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" She backed away.

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