He looked at the cage. He hated that rabbit. Its white fur and ruby red eyes. They burned in the dark. Most children his age liked Easter. He hated it. He knew what happened to the neighbours cat last Easter. He wondered if his parents knew. Probably not, they were to busy out drinking at that bar. He heard the latch coming loose on the hutch. He watched the rabbit as it left the room on tonight’s hunt. Easter bunnies should be feared.