Will has been acting weird lately.

He's been talking to his rats, telling about how awful the world was for him, saying that he would rather be trapped inside a cage than live in a world were he couldn't understand anyone and vice versa.

Will had always been weird, but this time he's worse, insists that everything wasn't supposed to be the way it was and how stupid and unfair the world was. How difficult it was to connect and have someone to think the same way as he.

"It's awful out here, Socrates"

Whispers he, a white furred rodent perched on his shoulder, looking at him curiously, of course, being unable to understand his words.