Will chewed on his lip, looking back and forth. Something was definitely setting off alarm bells in his head. They had to do something. Should he- should he- Glancing back over his shoulder towards where his cup was stored, he wondered if he’d finally reached the time to spill about everything he hadn’t said so far. He had to eat. The hungrier he got, the more he thought about how everything could go wrong so very easily.
“We gotta get out.” He rubbed the back of his neck and paced the small space. He was starting to feel a little claustrophobic in here. “I’m getting out.”