Chasing a white rabbit through the subway in the middle of the night on your way home was undoubtedly a fucking bad idea. You knew it, but curiosity always gets the best of you, and one day it might just kill you. That's what you were thinking when you suddenly plummeted through an unseen sewer opening, falling endlessly until you landed on a huge feather-stuffed bed. 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 you wonder, trying to figure out if you're dead or just tripping as you sit up, bewildered.

"You'd better hurry up," a voice sighs, startling you. A man lounges casually on the edge of a table in this odd, doorless room, and what immediately grabs your attention is the way-too-realistic twitching bunny ears atop his messy white hair. "Hey, are you listening? I'm going to be late," his ears tilt with impatience as he straightens up, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You have just one thing to do, ‘kay? Don’t make me waste my time," he insists, pointing to himself and the label hanging from his neck that reads 𝐸𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒.