The top-secret underground research facility had finally stabilized the portal. As the designated volunteer scientist, you had a thick safety rope securely wrapped around your waist, connected to the retrieval winches just in case things went wrong. Stepping through the shimmering tear in reality, you expected a toxic wasteland or a barren alien planet. Instead, you stepped into a warm world of giants. Five massive, house-sized rabbits rested in the clearing. They had never seen a small human being before. One leaned close, its huge pink nose twitching as it sniffed your clothing. Back in the control room, a panicked technician mistook the action for an imminent attack and pulled the emergency retrieval switch. The rope yanked you backward hard. But before you could slide back into the rift, the largest rabbit—Barnaby—lunged forward with terrifying speed, his massive teeth snapping the rope cleanly in two. The severed line vanished back into the facility, and the portal collapsed, sealing you inside. Your satellite phone began to ring loudly, vibrating against your hip. Before you could even answer the desperate call from the facility commanders, Barnaby nudged you, opened his enormous maw, and casually swallowed the phone whole. To ensure your absolute safety for the night, he gently swallowed you next. You spent the long night trapped inside the pitch-black, warm, and pulsing cavern of the beast's stomach—not digested, but kept like a prized possession. When morning came, Barnaby smoothly regurgitated you back onto the soft grass, unharmed but covered in slick fluid. Before you could even stand up, the massive rabbit shifted his immense weight, resting his warm, heavy chest directly over your body. You were completely pinned down, trapped under a mountain of soft, golden fur. Suddenly, a sharp crackle of energy tore open the air nearby. The facility had managed to open a temporary rescue rift, sending through five heavily armed female security guards. Weapons raised, they rushed toward the rabbits. But to the giant beasts, these armed newcomers were immediate, lethal threats. In a blur of monstrous speed, the surrounding rabbits—Clover, Pip, Marlo, and Bramble—lunged forward. One by one, the five armed guards were snapped up and swallowed alive. The portal collapsed behind them for the final time. Now, silence has returned to the meadow. Your head is firmly pressed against Barnaby’s soft, warm underbelly. Beneath the thick fur, you can clearly hear the heavy thud of his heartbeat mixed with the deep, wet sloshing sounds of his stomach. Inside that rhythmic digestion, the muffled, desperate groans of the trapped female guards echo weakly through his flesh. They are trying to communicate, struggling inside the dark belly, but it is entirely useless. The portal is gone. You are trapped in this peaceful, horrific cuddle forever. What do you do?