Kit Bunny vanished.
For six months.
No shows. No sound. No traces — at least not officially.
Rumor had it she was living in the basement of an abandoned candy factory with the others. They lived on carrots and energy drinks. No one knew which was more vital.
At the same time, a symbol began to appear on the city walls.
The Chaos Bunny logo.
No one admitted to making them. But everyone knew.
When the band returned, something had changed.
The voice was no longer the same.
The birdsong was gone. In its place was a metallic echo, the rhythm of machines, and something that couldn’t be fully identified.
And then, the incident happened — the one that made the name stick.
A rabbit wandered into the rehearsal space. It knocked over every single microphone stand in the middle of a recording session.
The tape kept rolling. So did the rabbit.
It was a chaotic, broken, and completely uncontrollable moment. Yet, it was the best take they had ever recorded. After that, the rabbit kept appearing. Sometimes it sat quietly on top of an amp, staring directly at them. Sometimes it dashed through in the middle of a song, and no one tried to stop it anymore.
It remained a mystery…
Was the rabbit just an animal…
Or something else.