The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents

story,' said Malicia, walking over to the trapdoor and raising it. 'That rat-catcher was a stupid little man. He was just babbling.'
    'I wonder if we should let the rats out,' Keith mused. 'They looked pretty hungry.'
    'They can't be worse than the rat-catchers, can they?' said Malicia. 'Anyway, the piper will be here soon. He'd lead them all into the river, or something-'
    'Into the river…' muttered Keith.
    'That's what he does, yes. Everyone knows that.'
    'But rats can-' Keith began.
    Obey me! Don't THINK! Follow the story!
    'Rats can what?'
    'Rats can… rats can…' Keith stammered. 'I can't remember. Something about rats and rivers. Probably not important.'
    Thick, deep darkness. And, somewhere in it, a little voice.
    'I dropped Mr Bunnsy ,' said Peaches.
    'Good,' said Dangerous Beans. 'It was just a lie. Lies drag us down.'
    'You said it was important!'
    'It was a lie !'
    … endless, dripping darkness…
    'And… I've lost the Rules, too.'
    'So?' Dangerous Beans' voice was bitter. 'No-one bothered with them.'
    'That's not true! People tried to. Mostly. And they were sorry when they didn't!'
    'They were just another story, too. A silly story about rats who thought they weren't rats,' said Dangerous Beans.
    'Why're you talking like this? This isn't like you!'
    'You saw them run. They ran and squeaked and forgot how to talk. Underneath, we're just… rats.'
    … foul, stinking darkness…
    'Yes, we are,' said Peaches. 'But what are we on top? That's what you used to say. Come on-please? Let's go back. You're not well.'
    'It was all so clear to me…' Dangerous Beans mumbled.
    'Lie down. You're tired. I've got a few matches left. You know you always feel better when you see a light…'
    Worried in her heart, and feeling lost and a long way from home, Peaches found a wall that was rough enough and dragged a match from her crude bag. The red head flared and cracked. She raised the match as high as she could.
    There were eyes everywhere.
    What's the worst part? she thought, her body rigid with fear. That I can see the eyes? Or that I'm going to know they're still there when the match goes out? 'And I've only got two more matches…' she mumbled to herself.
    The eyes withdrew into the shadows, noiselessly. How can rats be so still and so silent? she thought.
    'There's something wrong,' said Dangerous Beans.
    'Yes.'
    'There's something here,' he said. 'I smelled it on that keekee they found in the trap. It's a kind of terror. I can smell it on you.'
    'Yes,' said Peaches.
    'Can you see what we should do?' said Dangerous Beans.
    'Yes.' The eyes in front were gone, but Peaches could still see them on either side.
    'What can we do?' said Dangerous Beans.
    Peaches swallowed. 'We could wish we had more matches,' she said.
    And, in the darkness behind their eyes, a voice said: And so, in your despair, you come, at last, tome…
    Light has a smell.
    In the dank, damp cellars the sharp sulphur stink of the match flew like a yellow bird, rising on drafts, plunging through cracks. It was a clean and bitter smell and it cut through the dull underground reek like a knife.
    It filled the nostrils of Sardines, who turned his head. 'Matches, boss!' he said.
    'Head that way!' Darktan commanded.
    'It's through the room of cages, boss,' Sardines warned.
    'So?'
    'Remember what happened last time, boss?'
    Darktan looked around at his squad. It wasn't everything he could have wished for. Rats were still trailing back from their hiding-places, and some rats-good, sensible rats-had run into traps and poisons in the panic. But he'd picked the best he could. There were a few of the experienced older ones, like Inbrine and Sardines, but most of them were young. Maybe that wasn't such a bad thing, he thought. It was the older rats who'd panicked most. They hadn't been so used to thinking.
    'O-K,' he said. 'Now, we don't know what we're going to-' he began, and caught sight of Sardines. The rat was shaking his head slightly.
    Oh, yes. Leaders weren't allowed not to know.
    He stared at the young, worried faces, took a deep breath and started again. 'There's something new down here,' he said, and suddenly he knew what to say. 'Something that no-one's ever seen before. Something tough. Something strong.' The squad was almost cowering, except for Nourishing, who was staring at Darktan with shining eyes.
    'Something fearful. Something new. Something sudden,' said Darktan, leaning forward. 'And it's you . All of you. Rats with brains. Rats who can