Stan and his friends travelled through the woods all day. The air was sweet and the sun was bright. They would have all enjoyed themselves immensely if Kenny's death had not been weighing on them.

In the evening, they came to the edge of a meadow. The meadow was full of dandelions, and a big cherry tree stood right in the center. A number of fallen cherries lay on the ground around the tree.

"Score!" Cartman cheered, and he bounded over to the tree and began stuffing his mouth with cherries.

"Cartman, be careful," Kyle called. "We don't know what sort of creatures live here. There could be elil around."

Cartman flipped him the bird. "Up yours, Kyle! I don't have to listen to you! You're just a ginger with no soul!"

When nothing came out to attack Cartman after several minutes, the others ventured out to join him in the field, and they all had a fine meal of cherries and dandelions.

The sun was setting in the west. "I guess we'll stop here for the night," Stan said.

They all lay down. Most of them dropped off right away, but Stan lay awake in the darkness, worrying. Did he really have what it took to be a leader? Was there a safe place for him and his friends anywhere in the world? For all he knew, he could have led them away from one peril into another. He could end up getting the rest of them killed just like Kenny.

Eventually, however, exhaustion overcame him and he slipped into a dreamless sleep.

A few feet away, Butters wasn't sleeping soundly at all. He was having another nightmare.

He dreamed he was in a formless white void, entirely empty except for another rabbit, a strange one he didn't recognize, holding a length of wire in his paws. As Butters watched, the strange rabbit twisted the wire into the shape of a noose. Then Stan wandered onto the scene. Quick as a flash, the other rabbit wrapped the wire noose around Stan's neck and strangled him until he was dead. Butters tried to cry out, but his mouth could make no sound. Then Kyle appeared, and the rabbit killed him the same way. Then Cartman, and then Wendy, and so on, and so forth. One after another, Butters saw all his friends die.

Eventually, he was awakened by Kyle shaking him. "Butters, wake up! You're having a bad dream."

Butters sat up. "Kyle! You're alive!"

"'Course I am. Why wouldn't I be? Look who turned up in the night!" He gestured with his paw.

Butters couldn't believe his eyes. Standing in the meadow, with the other rabbits crowded around him was Kenny, without a scratch on him!

"Dude, we thought you were a goner!" Stan was saying to him. "How did you escape from the lendri?"

"M mmmm mmmm," Kenny replied.

His sister Karen threw her arms around him. "Kenny! You're okay! Don't ever scare us like that again!"

"Mmm mmm mmm mm," Kenny said as he hugged her back.

"This doesn't make sense," Kyle murmured to Stan. "We saw that lendri snap his neck. How could he have survived?"

"Who cares, as long as he's alive and well?" Stan answered. "This is fantastic!"

But as the rabbits were celebrating Kenny's miraculous return, a stranger appeared in the meadow.

He was the tallest rabbit any of them had ever seen, even taller than Clyde's parents. "Hello," he said to them. "My name is Cowslip. What brings you to these parts?"

Stan walked over to him. "Hi. My name's Stan. My friends and I had to leave our old warren because a bunch of humans were going to destroy it."

Cowslip shook his head sympathetically. "That's too bad. Well, nothing like that ever happens here. The farmer who owns this land never does us any harm. Would you like to come live with me and my friends? There's plenty of room in our warren."

Stan looked around at his friends. "What do you guys think?"

"Sure, why not?" said Wendy.

Everyone was agreeable to the idea, except for Butters. He stared at the newcomer with fear, for Cowslip was the rabbit he had seen in his dream.

But before Butters could voice his misgivings, dark clouds appeared in the sky and rain began to pour down.

Bebe put her paws over her head. "Ugh! This rain is going to mess up my fur."

"Better hurry and get underground before the storm becomes worse!" Cowslip said. "Follow me!"

He broke into a run, and the others followed him. Only Butters hesitated. But after a moment's pause, he hurried after the rest. He was scared of Cowslip and his warren, but he was more afraid of being left alone.