The rat disappeared through a whirlpool. Albert realised that he wasn’t alone. He accidentally bumped into a huge dormouse who was carrying a gun that shoots out explosive grenades. He said that you need to proceed until you reach a door. Through a piece of yellow bread and it’ll open. Albert did what he was told. 

The door opened and it appeared to be the cellar. A moment later, he was holding his breath. It appeared to be a bunch of balloons, full of molten uranium, had burst and let out a noxious liquid. Then a bright light shone out of nowhere. Grenades appeared to float in there, but didn’t. Laggy was coming. He said:

“As you know, I am Laggy, and this is my kingdom. You are free to touch anything but DO NOT free the rats in traps. Albert became concerned of the huge crown Laggy wore, studded by opals. You are free to be in any room you desire, but as I said, DO NOT FREE THE RATS.” Albert left as a precaution of the intruding, razor teeth. 

Suddenly, a gale blew. Only Albert got blown. The guards, smaller than him, didn’t move an inch. The food, which he could easily pick up, didn’t move. He flew. Forgetting what Laggy said, Albert freed a sewer rat – possibly a baby – stuck in a glue trap. He became worried. He thought, “ Oh no.” Then he fell unconscious.