© James Pyles
“The rabbits. But how?”
Daniel was staring at what looked like hundreds of rabbits, all standing on their hind legs, all with glowing red eyes and if possible, with facial expressions twisted into cruel hate.
“They have their ways in and out, Daniel. My guards use the doors only when visitors are present.”
For an instant, it seemed ridiculous to Daniel that a bunch of rabbits could threaten predators such as a lioness and an owl, but their size and sheer numbers made them a threat, and both the Queen and the owl made no move against them.
The ten year old turned to Olivia. “You knew”.
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