The tunnel was the only way out. And it was guarded by enormous… squirrels? These mutated little fuckers were the size of small dogs with long, sharp teeth and razor claws. Where they came from we don’t know, but suddenly the trees were full of them, and they chased us into this sewer system.
But they didn’t follow. Instead, they set up at the mouth of the tunnel we fled down. Thousands of them. Or at least it seemed like thousands. It was hard to tell once we were all bottlenecked in the sewers.
There were other tunnels down here, of course, but all of them were blocked off by bars and locked doors. So we were stuck. We didn’t dare go back out of the sewers. The mutant squirrels would have a field day with our corpses. So we made camp as best we could, considering we really had no supplies. We were prepared to spend the night and hope that the squirrels lost interest and left by morning. We didn’t know if they would, but it was the only hope of a prayer we had.
