Take the money and run, his mind screamed. But after such a heavenly night how can I cheat her, he thought. She was still asleep. Nothing has stirred in the room after their earth shattering performance. Somehow one of the wardrobe doors have come open and a wad of cash has fallen on to the floor. He wanted to see if there was more money in there. But where did she get so much money? His friends have advised him to stay off her. She was trouble that's all they used to say. So far she had been good to him. Now if I take the money and run, all hell will break loose. She will be trouble for sure. A million excuses popped up in his mind. He reached for the wad and suddenly the room went blank. Dirty #*^%%$ that's all he heard.
Last night they discovered a human in the sewers, screamed the headline on Daily Vermin Times. Ed Rat paused to scan the headline and sipped his morning tea. He was in charge of the highly successful Human Extermination Programme. He came from the highly acclaimed family of rats that had unleashed Plague on the frail human race centuries ago. At that time rats used to be in the sewers and the humans used to be outside. Maybe they too had a Vermin Extermination Program. How ironic, thought Ed. We were destined to rule the world. We withstood their poison and laboratory tests. In fact, the tests made us stronger and resistant to the diseases. Now look at them hiding in sewers away from us, fearing us. The telephone rang. Ed woke with a start from his reverie. There must be something wrong, he thought. My room has shrunk, there are metal bars everywhere. It looks like a cell. I can see my cousins in another cell. They are all playing with something. What's this lump on my hand? What&#
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