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“What’s going on?” Enigma asked, wandering into the room.

Bailey snickered. “Big man over here got so stinking drunk last night he can’t remember shit.”

“Do you know how much alcohol he had to drink to get that drunk?” Skylar gasped, shaking her head, hiding a smirk. “A lot.”

“I didn’t drink!”

“Well, buddy, you drank something,” Pyro stated.

“Then explain how you remember nothing from last night?” Bailey challenged.

“Or how you got handcuffed to your bed,” Scribe added.

“All I remember is rabbits.”

“What?” I gasped, confused.

“Oh, that’s helpful, Frank.” Priest laughed, holding onto the wall for support.

“It’s not funny!”

Bailey smirked. “Face it, Frank. Like the rest of these misfits, you finally fell down the rabbit hole. All we need to do now is find your Alice!”

THE END

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