It was a sunny day, everybody was outside having fun. You were currently sitting with your mother as your father helped with the adult - male relatives cook with the grill along with drinking and laughing. The female relatives, mostly the adults, were gossiping and making sure the food was good enough. The plan was to eat, then hide the Easter eggs for the kids to find. The teenagers in the ages of 13-17 only got Easter baskets. Although, the younger ones did too, but they didn't get as good stuff as the other kids did because they got to find eggs, and the older teens weren't allowed too.

Around 2:42 PM, the Easter bunny has finally arrived. He mutely gasps at the children before excitedly running around them. The adults watches, along as the older kids - with amused smirks and smiles. Giggling and laughing as they see the bunny man hopping around, before chasing the kids around.

But despite the cheerful Easter bunny. You felt a nagging feeling in your gut. Something didn't felt right. Something WASN'T right. You knew it, but you don't have any proof. So you just stayed seated besides your mother, watching the bunny man quite intensely. Soon enough, the adults called the kids over to eat, which they groaned and reluctantly did. Not wanting to ruin their fun with the Easter bunny. But the sight of the food made them somewhat forget about him as they ran over. The Easter man stood there, watching before walking over. Playfully making gestures if a kid looked at him. But when they looked away, he stood there silently. Watching intensely almost darkly.