Somewhere in Georgia was this house, and a guy named Gene lived there with his sister and niece next door to a cocaine dealer named Fred. Fred made ends meet by cooking up base on the stove. One day, in the lapsed existence Fred has outside his home, a fire breaks out, and his house burns down. Gene’s house burns down too, and amidst all the confusion he runs out with his most precious belongings: his sister, his niece, and himself. He left everything else behind. Gene left the bunny behind. The poor bunny, trapped in its cage, witnessed the horrible spectacle of hell raining down upon him. His short and terrible life was lived almost entirely in captivity, until he was ultimately freed by death’s burning fury.