[The rat David had been forced to become burrowed under the shavings and lay still, body quivering. Not moving, barely even breathing.]

[He brought Claire here. Claire. Was there any humanity in this guy at all? No, of course there wasn't. If there had been, he'd have never done this to him in the first place, knowing he'd been through it before. Knowing what it had done to him the first time.]

[He wants to scream, but he knows if he does now, he'll scream and scream and never stop. So he reached out to the rat brain, letting it take over, sinking behind it. It was how he'd coped on the island, how he'd gotten by and just gone a little insane instead of raving mad.]

[The rat, now in control, crawls out from under the wheel and goes over to the little water bottle.]