Chuuya was sitting outside of his parent's manor, his old, leather, repurposed medicine bag at his side and leaning against his thigh and a sun hat on his other side, with a notebook in his lap and a pencil in his left hand. He just sketched peacefully, the dried grasses rolling like ocean waves under the sun and gentle breeze. The redhead looked up from his sketch book and out at the forest at the edge of the property.

And then he heard something. It sounded like a voice coming from the woods but he couldn't quite make out what it was saying. So, he closed his sketchbook and slid it and the pencil back into his bag. He threaded the leather strap over himself and put on his sun hat, sliding the red ribbon to keep it on his head under his chin. Chuuya followed the gravel path down towards the tree line, listening to the crunch of the rock beneath the soles of his shoes, until he caught a glimpse of a fluffy, white, cottontail.

Hm? A rabbit? Chuuya wondered to himself, I didn't know we had rabbits...

His thoughts trailed off as he heard the voice again, this time able to make out its words, from deeper in the woods. "I'm late! Oh no! Oh dear!" it said, voice high and polite yet nervously rushed. Chuuya raised an eyebrow and followed the voice.

He got deeper and deeper into the forest, eventually tipping his sun hat back to the ribbon was over his shoulders and held the hat against his back, and things began to change... The world around him started to seem strange.

Chuuya tripped, and instead of meeting the now dirt path beneath his feet, he fell into a rabbit hole and just kept falling. He would've screamed if he could find it in his lungs but, for some reason, breath escaped him. He landed with a grunt, rubbing his head as he was suddenly surrounded by a colorful forest and pink stone path beneath him. The white rabbit was hopping off down the path, holding a pocket watch in its hand as it called, again, "I'm late! Oh dear!"