Destiny

The photo shows an intersection at midnight. In the middle of the intersection, a giant pink rabbit was flying. It was about the size of a small car, smiling innocently at the surveillance camera with its three-petal mouth. And on the back of the rabbit, sitting cross-legged, was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Carrying a horizontal knife wrapped in yellow dirty cloth, he was sleeping... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.