As dusk arrives in the woods, you might hear a frantic, metallic tapping sound. Almost like someone typing away fiercely on a little typewriter. If you follow the sound you’ll discover the origin – a small trap strategically placed on the forest floor. Tempted in by the peanut butter smeared on the entrance, a disillusioned vole is now desperately trying to escape, unceasingly rattling the trap door as he/she attempts to pry it open.