[ In retrospect, Hughes should have foreseen this turn in events. Almost everyone has been getting hit with questionable content in the form of journal entries.
It's as he's making his way from CH 4 to the shops that he learns he is not an exception. Following the visual assault that he may never recover from, his journal meets the ground a good ten feet away. He contemplates shooting it to boot, but a nearby rabbit, rather than fleeing from the book that's landed at its feet, instead takes
another route. Blink. Blink. ]
... You would have thrown it, too.
[ It turns around on the spot just so it can give him another dramatic look. ]
It wasn't even well-drawn!