The rats were slowly making their way through the sewers. Their destination was the mansion. Qrikbit was in the lead, Sleek in the middle and Snikkit in the back grumbling about why Qrikbit always had to be the leader. They had been walking for about a day but they were finally here. “Stop-stop!” Qrikbit yelled as he held up his arm in the air. “We are here-here.” Qrikbit dropped the sack he was carrying and started to unpack it. A few books about sorcery and some foul smelling potions. “Good-good! Time to murder-kill the foul things!” Snikkit screamed. Qrikbit turned to Snikkit and said: “Stupid-stupid, Snikkit! You cannot murder-kill everyone now. We must use tact and cunning-smarts.” Snikkit mumbled something nasty under his breath and started to unpack his things. Mostly weapons. Suddenly, Snikkit dropped one of them on his foot. He cursed and slammed his fist into one of the pipes in the sewers. A loud ringing noise, that most likely would be carried to the mansion via the pipes, could be heard. “Dumb-dumb, Snikkit! What if the foul things above heard you? I’m going-walking to the entrance to see if anyone is coming down-down.” Qrikbit said. Snikkit grabbed his weapons and started to follow Qrikbit but Sleek stopped him. "Qrikbit knows best-most. Should listen to him.”