"Stinky humans, let go of me at once" a tiny squeak came from within mouse traps.
"Even after listening to it speak dozens of times, I still can't bring myself to believe that this thing is the one speaking" someone said in disbelief.
"Of course, you wouldn't, now you have lost favor in the hand of the creator, you're in denial" the mouse snorted.
"Who are you" Gilbert asked even though it looked really unreasonable to be conversing with a mouse.
The mouse remained quiet and no matter what they did it just refused to speak or would just give out unreasonable info.
"What in heaven's name going on?" Gilbert asked looking into space but his eyes caught some birds hiding among the tree.
Before the strange mouse, he probably wouldn't have glanced twice their way. Looking now though every one of the birds was acting like cameras.
They were being watched? What the heck?
