I was running and I was an idiot. Mostly drains didn’t flood very easily. When I was little I was told that rats only had three causes of death, death by human, death by trap and death by animal. Nobody told me about death by water.
I scurried across the tunnel. I could hear the distant echo of the torrent moving through the drains coming, closer. I collapsed how could I possibly go on, I thought, something was preventing me. It was me being pathetic I told myself and then I kept scuttling down the murky pipe.
Then suddenly the torrent crashed down the pipe and towards me. The tsunami swallowed me; I thought this was the end. I was struggling, my legs flailed wildly, I was weak. Then I started to feel like I was being pulled out. I breathed. I was filled with relief as the world around me revived. I had been flushed out of that hellhole.