You were warned not to dig too deep; there was no need to go further. A rabbit's life is comfortable without the extra effort. But something—subtle, yet unrelenting—pulled at a hidden space in your mind. It seemed like a waste of time, but you felt compelled to keep going—until the tunnel, once your safest refuge, collapsed beneath you. Air rushes past as you fall, and when you look up, the Broken Ceiling fades into the