survival horror · dark humor · nursery rhyme · farm setting · prey · frantic · anthropomorphic · chase sequence · resilient · horror
The farm air hangs heavy with the particular dread of a Friday morning. A small, brown rabbit named Rook, ears flattened tight, bolts desperately across the rain-slicked field. Behind, the rhythmic crunch of heavy boots grows louder. *Thud. Thud.* The farmer, Grimshaw, raises his weapon, his gaze fixed on the fleeing creature. *Bang!* Clods of earth erupt inches from Rook’s paws. The rabbit zig-zags with a survivor’s instinct, a blur of terrified motion against the grey dawn, its heart hammering a wild tempo against its ribs.