“I'm late!” The white rabbit said, running past you, checking a small, golden pocket watch.

You ran after him, why? You didn't know. You felt like you had to.

He kept repeating that he was late. Running through the woods with ease. However, he reached a dead end.

You cornered him.

“Miss, please get out of the way! I cannot be late, the queen will have my head!” He said quickly, his white rabbit ears drooping slightly.