You and Tunner walked around the field. To come across a white bunny. It was rare, as in this state, there wouldn't be any " cute " animals exisiting. The skies were red, clouds had eyes, and YOU are crazy, yet you were still alive.

"D'awww.. Wenda, look at the cute little rabbit!"

He mentioned, as he picked up the rabbit. You took his revolver but doesn't feel it being taken. What will you do with the gun?

> "POINT IT AT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD" Or... > "LOOK AT THE RABBIT"