Clotho rolled the die on the map. It landed, somehow, teetering on the edge.
“Uh-oh,” Atropos said. “That doesn’t bode well.”
The next second, a huge, fluffy, white bunny emerged from a hole in the map, tearing Colorado asunder.
“A bunny?” Clotho asked.
The bunny peeled back its lips and hissed, revealing its yellowed fangs and glowing red eyes. Clotho and Lachesis screamed and threw their chairs back from the table. The bunny giggled quietly. It hopped off the table and out the door.
“And that,” Atropos said, “was the dreaded Plot Bunny of Doom.”