The bunny mannequins make a couple of slow lazy grabs for you, which you evade easily simply by stepping backwards. They make no effort to follow you, instead looking down at their feet and making odd jerking movements as though they have forgotten how to walk.
You breath a massive sigh of relief, resting against the tall set of drawers for a moment as your heartrate slows back to normal, cautiously studying the mannequins from a safe distance.
Your caution is misdirected, as the drawers creak open and something soft slips around your wrist. Glancing down you see a length of orange ribbon has slithered out like a tongue and tied itself around you in a neat bow before tugging and pulling, trying to draw you in closer to the drawers.
Theres an odd clunk from the corner; the black-clad bunny has managed to take a step, unsteadily moving towards you!
Your wrist starts to feel odd where the ribbon holds it in its silken embrace, almost like pins and needles, expect much more pleasant. You try to ignore it and escape the situation you find yourself in....