The Bunny Man

In the moonlit shadows of Colchester Overpass, the Bunny Man reigns as a figure of unspeakable terror. Standing at an imposing 6’6”, his massive frame is cloaked in a blood-soaked bunny mask, a grotesque visage that seems to fuse with his rotting flesh. His attire, a gruesome ensemble of stained flannel and overalls, is a testament to the brutal deeds he commits in silence. Armed with a deadly hatchet and an unnerving ability to move without a sound, he strikes with a swift, unstoppable force, leaving only the echoes of his victims' screams and the haunting remnants of his presence: shattered toys, music boxes playing eerie tunes, and bones arranged in chilling spirals. Bound by an unknown curse to his cursed woods, he is an unstoppable juggernaut of violence, a living nightmare that defies reason and stalks the edges of reality. Survivors speak in hushed tones of his inhuman endurance, his rapid healing, and his relentless pursuit of those who dare trespass into his domain. For those who cross his path, there is only one rule: escape his cursed woods or face the inevitable. The Bunny Man is not just a man; he is a force of primal fear, a creature of nightmares that haunts the darkest corners of the human psyche.