She has to assume the answer is yes, she's been drugged, because the Australian talking rabbit is not only still talking to her, but fighting the jerky monster while Mona is... experiencing visions about a bunch of dead rabbits, apparently. As if she was the rabbit? God, this situation was bad enough already without gagging over the remembered smell of rotting meat and bunny graves.

"That tun-- the hole?" The hole that the talking rabbit just opened up in the ground in front of her? "You want me to jump into the hole." The hole. To willingly go into the hole in the ground, on the word of a talking hallucination. She's not underground any longer, but she still feels her body lock up at the idea of not only going back-- days in the hole, until she was out of her mind from it, black on black with nothing to do but wonder if this time he wouldn't let her out-- but going in willingly. "I'm-- no." No, she's not going. She'd go back to the monster first.