When I told my net buddies about that gross e-mail with the dead baby, they said there might be a way to trace it. It’s not something I’m supposed to do, but I feel like a detective, and it’s a bit fun. Whoever sent that e-mail is at fault, anyway. I can retaliate a little. I’m not such a good person anyway. What can I do if people say that there is something wrong with my character? After all, there’s something wrong with me. “Strange” is what I am? I’m strange, aren’t I, Mr. Rabbit?