Sniffing around...
There's a scuttling sound near a bank of lockers. Something pushes a few random items around, then scurries further along the wall.
There seems to be a rat in the dressing room. Please wait before calling an exterminator.
This rodent is oddly shiny and is scooting along not just on four feet, but occasionally moves with a fast burst of rolling speed. It's a rat with wheels. Cool, eh?
Finally he stops, carefully sniffing the air, then he lets out an exasperated sigh. "Rattrap, Maximize!" The rat transforms -- wait, that should be no surprise. He looks around with the resignation of one who has seen many strange things in his time. "Okay, I give. I ain't got the slightest clue where I am or how I got here. Anybody got any food?"
There seems to be a rat in the dressing room. Please wait before calling an exterminator.
This rodent is oddly shiny and is scooting along not just on four feet, but occasionally moves with a fast burst of rolling speed. It's a rat with wheels. Cool, eh?
Finally he stops, carefully sniffing the air, then he lets out an exasperated sigh. "Rattrap, Maximize!" The rat transforms -- wait, that should be no surprise. He looks around with the resignation of one who has seen many strange things in his time. "Okay, I give. I ain't got the slightest clue where I am or how I got here. Anybody got any food?"