Fresh from a lunchtime nibble, the Wabbit hopped his way along his usual route, when he was stopped in his tracks by some stwange objects. They were clothes that had been thrown away, he supposed. Who could they have belonged to? He felt he was becoming a little obsessed with the shadow people, so he put that thought out of his head. All the same .... a Wabbit can never tell. As he speculated (and that's what wabbits do), a young woman noticed him and she pointed straight at him, shouting "Oh look, how cute!" And now it was the Wabbit's turn to vanish and no-one quite knew which way he had gone.