The Rabbit

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This article contains content, themes, and implications that are potentially disturbing. Use caution before choosing whether to read if you're sensitive towards the following:
*Mentions of physical assault and suicide.
*Mentions of bodily waste and gore.
*(Textual) Depictions of smoking.
*Swearing.
 
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The Rabbit is a hostile, calculating entity lurking in The Backrooms.
==Description==
The Rabbit, colloquially known as "Stanley", is commonly interpreted as a crooked, ill, anthropomorphic rabbit with a single, diamond-shaped slit as its only notable facial feature aside from a sharp-toothed mouth that is more often than not out of sight and concealed behind its thick, teal, facial furThe slit in question is stated to be The Rabbit's eye, and emits a faint white glow from inside when the entity is agitated.. When its mouth is visible, it is always seen smiling, giving its usually blank countenance a more sinister tone. Said mouth contains small teeth similar to those of humans that are theorized to be vestigial. As for clothing, while it is usually substantially nude, the entity always wears an old, worn and slightly dusty carob brown trench coat accompanied by an orange ascot and a large fedora. The Rabbit's asymmetrical ears seem to anomalously "phase" through the hat, as evidenced by the item not showing any incisions or orifices when inspected that would normally allow the ears to poke through normally. 
Witnesses report that it sometimes walks with its slim, erratically shaking human-like arms crossed behind its back while visually probing its surroundings. Due to the frequent lack of visibility of the aforementioned arms, a good number of wanderers believe that it possesses telekinetic abilities and uses them to operate, which wouldn't be far from true, considering its other powers. The Rabbit, while capable of ambulating via its short and visibly corpulent legs, chooses to levitate, and is constantly described to be doing so while humming with multiple (male) voices like an out-of-tune choir.This vocal anomaly is solely exhibited while the entity is humming. When talking, it speaks fluent human language with a notably raspy and high-pitched adult male voice.
==Behavior==
Evidence of The Rabbit's behavior is only existent through journals and writings by wanderers who have encountered the entity and have been deceived and attacked by it. It is an enigmatic and seldom spotted entity, so rare that some even believe it's nothing more than a myth, or an illusion. Witnesses, specifically survivors among them, claim that The Rabbit is sick, revolting, and "a walking aura of malaise and hate", taking pleasure in all sorts of entropy and crime, and often acting eerily erratic in front of those who have been deceived to follow it. While depictions differ, the only confirmed set of actions goes as followsConfirmed by The Rabbit before and during Interview 134-A: when a wanderer is at their peak of exhaustion within their travels in The Backrooms, there is a chance that this entity may manifest in front of them. While visible to any wanderer, it seems to ignore any other entity that is not its target, and will be intangible as long as it is in the gradual process of deception and assault. After it manifests, it will immediately begin hovering over the floor as the orifice on its forehead begins moving clockwise, telepathically leaving destruction marks on non-organic surroundings, and forcing its target to look at the hypnotic spinning "eye". 
The wanderer will soon fall unconscious for a few minutes, The Rabbit standing near them deathly silent, hushing any being that dares speak a word before the wanderer awakens. Once they are finally awake, any nearby entity will be immediately transported via teleportation elsewhere as to not interrupt the procedure The Rabbit makes its victims go through. The Rabbit will then speak to the target openly, with an uncomfortably welcoming tone at first, that may abruptly switch depending on the wanderer's degree of compliance and obedience. As journals state, said individual will enter a state of blindness, seeing nothing but their own body and that of The Rabbit, who will aimlessly guide them and escort them to something the wanderers are never told about, and strangely never bother to ask about, assuming it veritably exists.
After a grueling period of time, The Rabbit will begin to "melt away" from the wanderer's sight and disappear, leaving the wanderer to fend for themselves in The Backrooms, unable to see any of their surroundings. These victims report eventually hearing a distant creaking, whistling or squeaking noise coming from the distance, and will slowly become more paranoid and distrusting of any wanderer attempting to guide them, help them, or snap them out of their illusion, courtesy of The Rabbit's mental tampering. Wanderers may even cut ties with any and all beings they were once close friends with, and continue to aimlessly search for what the creature told them to.
Slowly but surely, wanderers will become exhausted again as they were beforehand, and will be covered in a foul, viscous slime seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Suddenly, The Rabbit will manifest again, and physically "hug" the wanderer while laughing before one even realizes it has taken form, to the point that the victim may almost suffocate, before disappearing along with the unfortunate one into an undisclosed locationNone of them remember, no. None of them will ever know ;). Seconds later, the wanderers will come back in a horrid, nigh-deceased state, drenched in feces, urine, blood, human viscera and organs, and other sorts of filth. Some may even die shortly after due to intoxication, and some may survive. But most who survive go completely insane, rebelling against any sort of force they operate under, and only praising The Rabbit, who will ostensibly "spy on" the wanderer occasionally until their untimely death, which could be due to many reasons, and could even be suicide. 
==Interview 134-A 11-11-2011==
The following is a transcript of an interview recording between Corporal "Cardiolog" and The Rabbit, taken after a team of M.E.G field agents managed to convince the entity and escort it, while armed, to a base's interview chamber for the session.
[Recorder clicks on. The Interviewer and Interviewee take a seat. Ambient fluorescent light noise.]
Corporal "Cardiolog": Recording this for posterity, and for whatever the higher-ups need it for. The date is November 11th, 2011, and the time is 6:16 PM. Normally, I am not the member this task is assigned to, but I am only doing this as the interviewer since the entity specifically requested the armed escorts to make sure I handle this. It knows my name. It knows that I know it's been watching me. Before we begin the session, it is important to me, E-134Abbreviation for Entity 134., that you know and understand the following information: This interview does not follow a particular format in terms of questioning, and we will only ask you about what we need to know most. Refusal to answer the questions you will be given will result in a termination attempt. One last thing, you do not possess the right to consent to the recording being taken presently. As an entity, you are obliged to provide us with details to document, and failure to comply with the instruction you have been given just now will lead us to taking the aforesaid measures. Understood?
Entity 134: Cold ones, aren't you? Understood.
[Silence.]
Corporal "Cardiolog": Following a specific series of alleged... incidents, that have been confirmed via a recently discovered journal of sorts...
[Thud. "Cardiolog" throws said journal on the table.]
Corporal "Cardiolog": This was hell to clean up from all the shit left on it from the victim's corpse- Ahem. A squad of our field agents, by approval of general command, managed to locate E-134 with immense difficulty and persuade it into agreeing to this session for interrogation about the incidents. These include several counts of E-134 physically assaulting wanderers which presumably led them to severe isolation, death by lethal intoxication, or suicide. Do you confirm the above to be true in its entirety?
Entity 134: Of course I do! Son, you should have been there to see the look on their faces while I was in the act. Comical show!
Corporal "Cardiolog": Very well, then. Now that you have verified that these claims are valid, I must tell you: The incinerator was made for beings like you, more uncontrollable, chaotic ones. You are aware of that, correct?
[The Rabbit giggles gleefully.]
Entity 134: I am. Son, I need you to know that as much as this "incinerator" was made for creatures like us, we were made for creatures like you. We are inexorable, and fire is strong, fierce and hungry, not unlike us. It's only made to empower us, not to destroy us. No?
Corporal "Cardiolog": You haven't seen what we can do.
[Brief silence.]
Corporal "Cardiolog": So, without any further distractions, E-134, I will begin the session with a question that would most likely sum everything up: What can you tell the Major Explorer Group about your actions and intentions, and when did you first begin committing these atrocities?
Entity 134: Son, son, son. First of all, we've been neighbors since you were born, haven't we? I've had my eye-slit on you long before you even arrived here. Crazy, right? So, to strengthen this one-sided intimacy, you don't need to keep calling me by my designation... lest you wish to upset me further... Instead, call me by my real name, it's Stanley.
Corporal "Cardiolog": It is essential for me, and for the group that you realize we value professionalism and clinical tone. I can't call you by "familial" names. You have an entity designation, and we are required to use it for-
Entity 134 (extraordinarily deep voice, seemingly threatening the interviewer): ████Redaction of the interviewer's real name.. Call me by my name or you're the one going in the incinerator next.
Corporal "Cardiolog": Alright, "Stanley". I should inform you that I have also been keeping an eye on you, just like how you have been keeping your eye on us, ceaselessly. You've seen your own files, and we're aware of the importance of your immediate termination after this. Whether you escape and laugh at us again, it doesn't matter. What matters is why you're doing this. What is the underlying intention behind all of this?
Entity 134: Son, you disappoint me. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo. You dishearten me, even. You make me so morose. This is how you repay me after all I have done to you? Termination? I have seen what you have fought throughout all these years, and I was there fueling you with aversion, with twisted perseverance. I was there to watch you proceed when nobody else was. You were like an offspring to me, and don't tell me that you do not know this.
Corporal "Cardiolog": Cut the bullshit and quit dancing around the point. Even if you were really there, as you say, then why? Need I let you know that just like all of your kind, you feed on fear? And that without it, rodent, you will starve?
[The entity cackles and breaks into silence abruptly.]
Entity 134: You're not asking the right questions, but I will answer you before I die from boredom. I do this because I like it. It's fun. It's unusually amusing. In fact, this sort of... warped satisfaction is linked to me. Hell, I am it! Yeah, that is what I am, a cryptic force from an alien realm by nature, drowning in the dark ichor of corrupt pleasure. It shapes me, and grants me life, defines my form based on something familiar to the kind I enjoy torturing most. I dedicate my very existence to drinking from it, learning from my kinfolk's deeds. We have been feeding off of what feeds off of Man since the first wanderer to ever lay foot on The Backrooms' piss-yellow carpet, and that is: fear.
Corporal "Cardiolog": Noted. And your "kinfolk"?
Entity 134: Why, those odd little horrors you call "entities", of course!
["Stanley" shoves its hand into its facial slit. Faint, wet noises can be heard as it reaches for something inside of it. It pulls out a cigarette and seemingly lights it with its own thumb. It smiles and begins smoking.]
Corporal "Cardiolog" (muttering to himself): Thought this couldn't get any worse. (back to E-134) Listen. I don't know if the M.E.G even needs any of this anymore. I am happy to serve this establishment, no matter how cold it can be at times, but the veterans were right. Sometimes, science isn't always science, and we really needed to accept that we can't decipher anything long ago. Look where we are now. Millennium of evolution led us to being trapped in this mind-boggling complex of interconnected mono-yellow rooms and hatred. You're smiling at that fact, aren't you? I know you're happy because that ichor you mentioned is flowing in you right now, and as long as we are incarcerated in here, you will forever be gratified. Won't you?
Entity 134: You're learning. Now, you haven't taken this into paramount consideration, and I know that, but what if I am a pesky little manipulative bastard and I am lying to you? Well, if you believe that, then maybe it's for the better. I advise you not to trust someone who still has human viscera on them. 
Corporal "Cardiolog": The more I look at your shit-stained face, the more I'm disgusted at your kind. For the record, you haven't really answered one of my questions, why were you rooting for me as I fought through the unknown? Why were you spying on me, giving me a taste of the evil you flow in? Why me?
Entity 134: Oh, it's nothing complicated. I only saw potential in you. The chaos, the impact you'd cause. Anywhere, and anytime. I've taken quite a fancy to you since you were a kid, playing in the sandbox, and staring at the fence, only to see-
Corporal "Cardiolog": To see you? Staring back at me? That was you, wasn't it? Just behind the fence, you stood there, contemplating your surroundings, and then shifting your gaze to me, and waving. I remember. How stupid I was, thinking you were the Easter bunny, how ignorant I was, not knowing the terrible deeds you commit on the innocent simply to feed your rotting ego.
[Stanley cackles.]
Corporal "Cardiolog" (yelling): Fuck you.
[Stanley comes to a pause. Silence.]
Corporal "Cardiolog": I'm yelling. I'm yelling at a crooked blue rabbit with a trench coat and an ascot, and it's smoking as the single slit on its face spins and bleeds. Is this what I have been reduced to?
[Stanley removes the cigarette out of its mouth, cackling with glee.] 
Entity 134: You're finally asking yourself the right question!
[Stanley continues to cackle as Corporal "Cardiolog" sighs and retreats.]
[Recording ends.]
==Footnotes==
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Category:Mysterious
Category:Dangerous
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