A rotting sweet musk fills the air as you tread, carefully, along Rat Alley.
They dart, and they scramble, and they squeal as they run, down to their underground valley.
As they enter the drains, and sprint down below, to the subterranean gates, of the kingdom they know, taking food from above, to give to their king, whom they shower with love, Rat King Stanley.
Stanley was born as a giant black rat, with the longest of tails and a stomach so fat! He wore a crown on his head, made of bones from the dead, and he roamed every dark part of the city.
And any rat that would dare, enter his lair, and try to eat his food gifts, would be sorry they lived! For no rat, could interfere with great King Stanley..or anyone, from his royal rat family.
Fin.