An over twenty year old ongoing federal chase news story reports that the infamous, world renowned criminal, the Rabbit, is dead.
No one knows how. No one knows why.
For years, whoever this creature-or human-was remained a mystery. We only knew that he was brilliant. He was almost supernatural. And he was dead.
His body appeared in a museum behind a glass window; quite visible, and in the most awful state.
The only evidence we have in this case is a tattered leather bound journal nailed to the Rabbit's collar bone. Officials haven't disclosed more information with the press on the contents of this book except for the assumed title page, reading: the Confessions of a Traitor.