Individual rats were jumping onto the poles and running along the poles right into our arms, while others were making their way to our legs and backs. We had to tear them off of ourselves with our hands, and in doing so lacerated our fingers. In the meantime others were already biting our legs.
“Let’s retreat to the river!” I shouted.
This was our only salvation. There, on the other side of the river, we could hide in the middle train car.
One of the madmen suddenly fell, sliding, and his entire body immediately became covered with rats. He defended himself as best he could, biting them with his teeth, tearing them into scraps with his hands and crushing them with his knees, but there was no way he was able to rise up. Several of the madmen began to lead him away from the ground, but at
