It’s pitch black, it’s chilly and algid and I am trapped in the sewers! Revolting slime in my pants, endless cruddy rats everywhere. I go as my voice echoes through never ending pipes in hope of finding someone out there. This would have never happened if my brother didn’t flush me down the toilet in the first place and send me to a place infested by poo. Then I saw a bright light …. Could it be a way out? Or a worker finding me with a weak flashlight. I dash to the light with hope in my heart.