You're wandering through the dark maze-like halls warily, the only light present being the dim fluorescents flickering on the ceiling above. Suddenly, a dark mass of beady red eyes approaches you from the darkness with a scrabbling sound. Five sets of large toothy rat maws slowly creep into the light as the Rat King reveals himself.

Rat King: "K N E E L."

A voice emerges from the mass of shaggy black hair, teeth, and tails. You approach the sovereign of rats hesitantly, gripping your trusty rusty pipe carefully. Time to make a choice. The Rat King looks very impatient despite his lack of sanity.