In an alleyway at the back of the main street, the Wabbit found some evidence of the shadow people. The Wabbit knew that they had been thrown out of Castle Doom and they had to live somewhere. He was sorry about that. He knew that living in an alleyway is not for the likes of wabbits. He looked at the evidence, thumped his foot a bit and turned his back. Not good, thought the wabbit. Not good at all.