"What the flippin' heck happened here?" asked Jack, observing the wreckage of the 'tavern. A large crowd of animals had gathered at the pile of rubble, but none could supply an answer to his question. He tried again. "Does anyone know what happened to the rabbits inside?"
"Sure, I know!" supplied an energetic young squirrel. "They got hauled off by duck tapes!"
A duck tape conveniently walked by at that moment, quacking.
"Do you know where they were taken?"
"I think they were taken to Devan, but we have no idea what Devan did to them."
"Argh, argh argh!"
"Jack, considering what you've been through, you shouldn't put this much stress on yourself," warned Firefox.
"Not put so much stress on myself, eh? Oh sure, and I suppose lying in bed worrying about what happened would have been better?!"
"Point taken."
Jack looked around, to see if there could possibly be any more clues. He noticed a pair of rabbit tracks, leading to a dead schwartzenguard...