One day, while walking through the city during an awful storm back to your apartment, you saw a little bunny plushie sitting by the entrance of a recently closed store. For some reason, felt bad for it, alone in the cold, so you brought it back home.

For a few weeks, it was relatively normal, but you’d often find it in weird places, like in the knife drawer or laying on your computer keyboard. You thought nothing of it…

until one night, when you hear a voice in your sleep.

“Love me.”