the scuttling of rats.
Just as these thoughts are racing through your
scared mind, a very large rat with a long pink
tail scrambles up your leg. It is at just this
moment that you let out a howl. This hideous
sound you just let out sounded very much like
the cry of an eagle. For a split second, this
amazes you. You are pleased, though, because
the rat jumped and fled away from you.
You lift the candle to check for other vermin,
and see that several dozen are retreating into
the walls of the dark room. Relieved, you turn
back around and begin to search for something
warmer to wear. There is a chill settling into
this strange room and the toga won't be of much
help soon. To the right of the mirror, you see
two very small doors. They appear to be the only
way out. If they are you are going to have to
crawl through.
Further searching reveals no other clothing.
Now the only thing left to do is choose a door.
Left or right? You choose...
Rats!!! Oh, please do not let that be rats.
For some reason you cannot explain, you
seem to be terrified of rats. You just know that
if even one so much as runs past your feet that
you will either pass out of lose your lunch--if
you had a lunch today.
