He'd been wrapped up in his own thoughts, wrapping the rope around to make a solid loop. Just a useless failure, someone who had never made a difference, someone who would just be better off dead. That was when he heard someone speaking to him. His head whipped around as he heard someone speaking to him, the black spots moving over the areas where his eyes, nose, and mouths were at in a spiked pattern.

"Got a better way?" Rorschach asked. Alright, so that probably wasn't takeaway he was supposed to be getting from those words but right now he didn't see any other way out of this situation.