'Tremendous Rabbits'

Elias thought maybe he'd taken a wrong turn in his own dream. He hadn't thought he was dreaming, but, well... There was really no other explanation for what stood before him, chewing at a branch it had detached from a nearby tree.

Fluffy, white and milk-chocolate brown, with eyes of shiny black, a rabbit of at least 15 feet stood before Elias, chewing serenely. Its great white feet, columns of fuzz the size and weight of large men, stood atop crushed cars and a misshapen park gate wrought of iron.

Splinters fell down onto the side-road the rabbit had obstructed, one of those splinters ridden by a traumatised squirrel who managed to leap onto a lamppost before the wood hit the tarmac.

Elias looked from the squirrel on the lamppost, the typically-sized, small little squirrel, looking him in the eyes with shared confusion, back to the gigantic rabbit, sitting nonchalantly as though it hadn't realised it was far bigger than it should be. Once the shock started to wear, Elias began to cross the road slowly, to the other side of the street, where there was an alleyway he could slip into to deal with the surprise and keep safe.

Halfway across the road, the rabbit started to pay attention to him. He paused, even though he felt like he shouldn't, like if he just kept going the rabbit would've lost interest and have let him disappear without a heart-rate raised even higher than it was already was. The rabbit finished its branch and began to sniff in his direction. It was at that moment, Elias realised he might've just cocked up a touch. Was it his red 'The Flash' t-shirt that was catching the rabbit's eye?

'Wait' Elias thought, 'That can't be it - I could swear I heard that rabbits only see in blues and greens, because those are the colours most of their foods happen to be?'

Elias began to remember other things he'd learned whilst indulging in a bit of David Attenborough. The first thing he remembered was that, because rabbits eyes are positioned to the sides of their head, they have almost 360° vision. The second thing he remembered was that rabbits are usually far-sighted, meaning that if the rabbit were to look at him from the 50-foot distance that separated them, it would have quite a good idea of what he was. Given that information, combined with the sound of the rabbit's heavy, deep breathing, Elias was glad to remember the third detail his favourite national treasure had taught him - Rabbits have a blind-spot, directly in front of them, just under their chin. Elias measured where he was and realised he was in it. He was in the blind-spot. That's why the terrifying, great rabbit was sniffing the street, it's pink little nose wiggling side-to-side. Elias considered this, looked to the alleyway he was hoping to escape into and felt it only made sense to make a dash for it. He didn't take the time to consider whether a rabbit that size would be a danger - He knew that even if it weren't carnivorous, the risk of being stepped on by a padding Thumper was too great to chance.

He dashed and the rabbit's ears shot up into the air, like the arms of of a pair of downy trebuchets. The rabbit made a move, hopping once, cracking the surface of the road and making the earth shake for a mile. Elias' knees buckled under him as though he were aboard a dinghy that was battling a hurricane. He turned to take in the sight of the rabbit now 15 feet closer and caught a tremendous gust of the rabbit's breath, scented with leaves and bark, as the enormous beast opened its mouth to let out what would've been a squeak were it smaller. Coming from the creature's enlarged gob, the sound became a roar worthy of Godzilla, shaking the buildings, shattering their windows and leaving Elias' ears with a ringing like a demented doorbell.

In wide-eyed terror, Elias crawled from where he'd fallen up onto the pavement and scrabbled to reach the alleyway. Once in its relative darkness, he allowed himself to take a breath as the echo of the roar's reverberation, made into an excited din by the narrow street's acoustics, died away and he started to reassemble a conceptualisation of what hearing clearly was like.