We were driven out into the middle of nowhere with our wrists bound behind our backs and bags over our heads. Not creepy at all. Nope.
Four vans pulled up in a clearing. We all got out of the vehicles dressed in clothing well-insulated against the pouring rain. The powers that be had made a final decision before we left the mansion that there would be a competition after all, and it would include a rabbit hunt.
They'd obviously forgotten I was a human. This whole thing was a joke, or a really bad dream. It was only a matter of time before I would realize none of this was really happening. I would wake up in my own bed with the smell of Mom cooking bacon in the morning, and we'd make plans to do nothing but watch true crime documentaries together all day.
I wanted that so badly I coul
