Gaggle is the Rat born from the fear of speaking in a world that’s always listening. It carries vibrant markings, symbols of thought, humour, personality, identity, but every colour is smothered beneath a thick band of industrial silence. The tape across its mouth isn’t just restraint. It’s a warning. A reminder of every moment someone hesitated before speaking, terrified of saying the wrong thing, or the right thing in the wrong way. Gaggle’s eyes stay wide and alert, always scanning for shifting rules, hidden traps, new words that might condemn it.

Every criticism tightens the tape. Every accusation adds another layer. But when the body moves, when breath is forced through the lungs, when adrenaline rises, when energy builds, the adhesive weakens. The tape begins to peel. A voice begins to return.

Gaggle doesn’t want to stay silent. It just doesn’t want to be destroyed for making a sound.