"If the thought of ending our suffering weighs too heavy on your mind, then do not burden yourself with it and let your followers carry out your will."
The rat told me with empathy in her eyes.
I had to pause and take a moment to digest her words.
"My followers-? I don't have followers."
The word follower reminded me too much of influencers and their desperate desire to get more people to see their content.
I had never been a big social media guy and preferred to remain in my circle. I was also one of the few people during my school days who never tried to go 'viral' or 'famous'.
"Your jest sounds almost serious. But I beg of you to assist in ending all of our sufferings. Those dogs have already made their way down here. Just, lead them here and your work shall be over."
The rat told me and I was a little surprised at how confident she was about her claims.
For someone who could not move around much and was in pain all the time, her senses were as sharp as a knife.
