Mad? I was mad once. It was quite an experience. They locked me in a room. A small room, no windows, no light. Just me… and the rats. Rats everywhere. They tried to break me, you know? But I was strong. Or, at least, I was… until the rats.
They chewed, chewed on everything, even my thoughts. And with every bite, I grew more… how should I put it? More mad. Mad? I was mad once. After a while, the room was just darkness, silence… and the rats. I stayed there so long, I even named them. This one here is Alfred. That one over there? Gerald. They understand me, you see? Because they too… they too went mad.
Mad? Oh, I was mad once. They locked me in a room. A small room, no windows, no light. Just me…