What if we hurt her?

We followed her scent down the hallway. Though it was overridden by the odour of tobacco, urine and blood, we could still perceive her unique smell. It was like a beacon.

The farther we went, the more intense it became until we got to a door. Without waiting, I kicked it down and rushed in with Fred, to an empty room.

We stopped, and looked around, sniffing the air to be certain we didn't make any mistake with it. The onslaught of her scent made me know we were in the right place. There was no doubt about it, our Bunny was here.

However, it seemed we were late. Our Bunny had been removed.

“That bastard!” Fred growled, punching the wall. I could feel his pain like it was my own. Wait a minute, who was I kidding? We were both experiencing the same thing. Our emotions were in turmoil, wreaking havoc within us, as they sought an outlet.

I looked towards the bed, the place where her scent was coming out stronger, and that was when I saw something.

“There's a piece of paper on the bed,