*Jake*

In a week we'll be on tour and right now we were just making preparations, the twins occasionally practicing their instruments.

Lisa had offered to watch Trixy and Ernie, though I'm worried since Trixy's health has been a bit in question lately.

Right now I was in the studio room preparing the guitars and restringing a few while Jackson was with Inna in the kitchen as she cooked and Jessica offered to process some orders in the studio for us to ship out before we leave.

As I restrung one of Jinxx's guitars, Jessica walked in.

"Hey dad, there's a package here for you," she said as she entered.

"Probably just the picks I ordered for tour. You can go ahead an open it, sweetie," I said as I handed her the utility knife from nearby.

"This is weird...." I heard her mumble as she opened the box behind me.

I finished tying in the last string on the guitar when suddenly...

"AAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!" Jessica's scream of horror suddenly ripped through the air and made me jump as I saw her back away from the box, looking horrified.

"Jess?! JESS WHAT HAPPENED?!! WHA-" I exclaimed as I rushed over but then caught a glimpse of the inside of the box and my blood went cold.

I hesitantly got closer and got a better look.

There, inside the box, wrapped in plastic.....was a dead animal, blood and entrails next to it and on its white fur, and decapitated...

I gagged and backed up, immediately holding a horrified Jessica in my arms as Inna ran in, and her eyes immediately fell on the box and the bloody items inside, screaming in shock.

"OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT?!" She screamed in shock.

"Inna, get Jack and Jess to our room, and lock the doors, I'm going to call the police," I said urgently.

She nodded as Jessica hesitantly let go of me amd went to Inna, who held her as they hurried out of the room and I gulped nervously, feeling my entire body shake, before quickly grabbing my phone and dialling 9-11.

***

We sat in the living room with an officer as others took a look at the package before leaving with it in an evidence box, another officer coming up.

"We'll be looking into the package, but from what was collected, it was a rabbit in that box," he said.

I felt Jessica shudder next to me before placing my arm protectively around her.

"Who sent it to us?" Inna asked as she did the same with Jackson.

"There was no return address on the box, only a fake shipping label with Mister Pitts's name on it. You told me your daughter here got the box?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah, she bought it into the studio, I just thought it was some guitar picks I ordered a week ago so I let her open it," I said.

The officer nodded as he wrote stuff down in his notebook.

"Jessica, right?" He asked Jess, and she nodded. "By any chance did you see any mail carrier outside before getting the package, anyone by the house that could have raised any suspicion?"

She shook her head nervously. "N-No, I... I was just processing orders for my dad while my stepmom and brother were in the kitchen, I head a knock at the front door and went to get it, and just found the box, thought it was just some regular package delivery for my dad..."

"Where were you exactly?" He asked.

"Here, in the living room," she said, motioning to the box of packages ready to be shipped and the papers and clothes ready to be packed.

"Alright," he nodded. "Now, I have seen these kind of things before, and its usually seen as a threat."

"A threat?" I asked in shock.

"Yes. Mister Pitts, I am aware of your career and fame, but is there anyone who would want to harm you and your family?" The officer asked.

I sighed as I tried to think. "I-I don't know, I mean... A lot of people have hate for me and my band, even my wife and kids get hate... Most threats we recieve are online though."

"Hasn't Ashley been recieving strange mail, too?" Inna asked.

That's when I remembered what she meant and groan.

"What is it?" The officer asked.

"There's this woman who's been sending weird mail to the bass player of my band, Ashley Purdy," I explained. "She's a bit too fixated on him and stalked him a few times, but she has also bothered his friends and family on social media, including me and my wife. We all blocked her, but she keeps making accounts and stalking everyone."

"You believe this could have been her?" The officer asked.

"I mean, I doubt she would go THIS far, but I don't have doubts either," I said.

"Do you have a name?" He asked.

I sighed. "No, one of her usernames. You would have to ask Ashley for her name, since he gets harrassed by her more."

He nodded and put the notebook away.

"We'll look into this more. What has everyone a bit perplexed is that its a rabbit. Usually it would be a rat or mouse in the box, something similar, but barely this. Meaning there could be a strange symbolism to this," The officer said.

"What the hell could a dead rabbitt in a box even mean?!" Jackson snapped, Inna shushing him quietly.

"Wait... Isn't one of Andy's nicknames 'White Rabbit' or something?" Jess asked me.

Me and Inna looked at each other worryingly.

"Andy?" The officer asked.

"Andy Biersack, my singer," I said. "Him and his wife have special nicknames for each other. She's Dragonfly, and he.... He's White Rabbit...."

"And his wife isn't exactly a loved celebrity" Jack said.

"Jackson," Jessica scolded.

"Hey, its true. You know people aren't exactly a big fan of her," he argued. "I'm blind, but I still hear things."

"Wait, but if this is a threat to Andy, then why is it on my doorstep?" I asked nervously.

"We'll investigate this, but I do suggest maximizing security, especially with you all planning to travel soon,"the officer said.

"We can hire more security personel for tour," Inna suggested. "Keep the kids safe, as well as the fans."

I sighed, but nodded. "Yeah... I'll call John..."

"Here's my card," the officer said as gave a small white card to me. "Just give me a call if anything happens. We'll be providing pritecrion for you, Mister Purdy, and Mister Biersack, and your other band mates until your tour begins, just in case."

"That would be great, thank you," I said as we said goodbye to them and they left.

***

*Inna*

Jake had left to hold a meeting with John and the band regarding the security, and Nellie had come shortly after the cops left to tutor Jack for a bit before tour began.

Jessica was still in shock from what happened, so she was laying down in her room.

I decided to make her some hot chocolate, hoping it would help her nerves.

I walked in to see her wrapped in her blanket in bed and on her father's laptop.

"Jess?" I asked, softly knocking on the door.

She looked up. "Oh.. Hi Inna," she said.

"I figured some hot chocolate could calm your nerves.

She smiled as she took the mug I handed her. "Thank you..."

She then looked back at her screen as I sat down, when she suddenly spoke.

"Fertility," she said.

"I'm sorry?" I asked.

"Rabbits," she said, reading from the screen. "They are usually associated with fertility, as well as sentiment, desire, and procreation."

That's when I realized what she meant and sighed.

"Sweetheart, I know your scared from this, but that could mean anything," she said. "Someone probably could have also been wanting to scare your father and his band. Its happened before."

"But something like this, it... It just doesn't feel like its a coincidence," she said. "Its bothering me."

I pursed my lips and held her hands. "I promise, your father and I are going to do everything to keep you and Jack safe. The police are going to find out who sent that to us and deal with it."

She sighed and closed the laptop. "I guess I'm just still shaking from this."

"I don't blame you. I would be, too," I said. "Just rest up and I'll make your favorite dinner tonight. Sounds good?"

She smiled and nodded. "Thanks, Inna... You really know how to put someone to ease."

"I try," I chuckle softly. "Just drink your hot chocolate and rest up, I'll wake you for dinner."

"Okay," she said as I patted her hand and got up to leave as she sipped from her mug and I left her.

I admit, I am as troubled as her, and she is right. The symbolism doesn't exactly feel like it's just a coincidence.

Something is very horribly troubling about all this, and I doubt this was just anyone.

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