AJR Scenarios!

15- Escape from Mega Rat

"Do you think I'm scared of you?" You pressed, hands gripping the rusted bar you found on the dirty sewer floors.

You didn't want to be down here. A pale hand grabbed your ankle and dragged you down here, something you didn't know possible.

Although you didn't want to admit it, you were scared. How could you not be? Your hands shook from the low temperature and the fear running through your veins.

The second set of footsteps started up again.

Then a third.

Then a fourth?

"What the fuck," you muttered, clutching the bar closer to your head. You stood still, hoping to hear the footsteps and where they were leading to.

Your muscles seized as commotion stirred mere feet away.

"Jack, shut the fuck up!" someone hissed.

You backed up a bit, careful not to fall into the rushing path of green, smelly water hurrying behind you.

Suddenly a tall outline passed in front of the light pouring in from the sewer drain and you swung, the sound of metal and bones echoing through the tunnels.

"Fuck!" cried a voice as you stood frozen, trying to catch a grip on reality. You stood up straight again, ready for whatever would be in your way next.

The scurrying of large paws echoed somewhere behind you and you let your guard down, turning behind to look.

Then, you were knocked out by a large block of cheese, the last thing you saw was a cheshire grin staring down at you.

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"Fuck," you rubbed your throbbing forehead, sitting up, only to find out painfully that you're strapped to the cold metal table below you.

"You're awake!" Cooed a man. Dim orange lights flickered to light above you and you looked around, two men in front of you. One had a beard and long, dark hair, and the other had a clean shaven face with dorky black glasses adorning his nose.

You struggled. "What.. did.. you.. do to me?" you rasped in between frantic attempts to free yourself. Glasses man chuckled.

"You're here because you hurt him," he pointed to the corner behind you. Carefully, you strained to turn behind you, seeing a man in a full body cast propped against to the wall. Around him, pens of rats of all sizes scampered around the cold floor.

"You hurt me!" He whined. The bearded man snickered, his voice softer than you thought.

"What are you gonna do to me?" you hissed, jerking forward one more time in an attempt to free yourself.

"Florencio!" Cried glasses man, clapping his hands twice. They bowed, the one in the corner closing his eyes shamefully as he couldn't move.

Four giant paws thumped closer until a large, 8 foot tall rat pushed through the barred door. "What, Ryan? I'm fucking busy, bitch."

"Sorry, your majesty. We got another one for the army."

He snickered, turning to you and licking his small grey lips. "Good."

"Would you like the process to start now?" 'Ryan' asked, eyes still on the floor as he bowed.

"Yes, we needed another female. More babies means more mice means a better army. Get to it!"

He left, his tail swishing behind him as he cackled.

"What?" You yelled, thrashing to get free. The men left, the man with the beard picking the injured man up like a cereal box.

Your right arm shot out of the ropes, and you glanced down quickly, smiling at a rat who chewed through the rope. You picked him up and he chewed through all the other ropes for you. You shot up without hesitation, running for the door with the rat on your arm.

You ran past endless rooms with large rats, maybe 5 feet tall, playing poker, watching strippers, the man works.

You ran until you came to another door, stopping and staring, out of breath.

"Code?" you read. "What code?"

123. Nope. Abcmouse. Nope. Ratsareawesome?

The door beeped and slid open and you emerged into an alleyway above the sewer. You were free.