[image description: medium shot of the womrat’s owner as she walks away from the cage, revealing that she’s in the common room of a dormitory at la fiesta tech. to her right part of an artist’s easel is visible, to her left, one end of a desk. two windows in the background look out upon night skies sprawling over virtually nothing. between them sits the clear plastic cage with its tiny forlorn occupant cowering beside the running wheel. he’s perfect for my experiments, the young woman says aloud to no one in particular. gradschool, here i come!]
