But the mystery's such
and could be found if you descend into the tangent air of the ancient sewer of the proto-mormon druid colony Walnut Creek. There, cracked candelabras ornare with occult symbols hang, dimmed by age, and tragically tiny elephants hopelessly try to escape the greedy paws of evolutionary giant flat rats lounging on top of the warm lamps (what odd creatures - discovered by the great zoology professor Magneton Pavlov in his coffin on drugs)
The rats pierce the puny elephants' hides and fish them out the water, bite off heads and rub blood over their lucious golden fur caressing their own body in orgasmic exstacy.
Some entrepeneur I bet could make a buck if that slice of the underground was ever to befound - the juices of the rodents' eyes are known to ward off brain cancer cells which are afraid of homosexuality.
But anyways, where the entrance to the sewers sits is a mystery that has plagued humanity for many decades - The Flat Rat Mystery
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