The jail entrance is massive with a huge fence. There are guards on all sides. There are barbs and dangerous things surrounding.
Jail entrance, Inside Tower
rat
criminal
I am a criminal who lives in the gaol. I sleep on a hard cot on the floor. I like apples and steal them when the shopkeeper isn't looking.
Oh rat. Can you help me out of here? Sure, let me reach my hand down through the bars and you can run up my sleeve. But you are a rat. I can't run up your sleeve. Talk about an out of body experience! I thought I was the criminal and YOU were the rat.  Can you tell I have been cooped up in this jail for far too long? Oh rat, I have done the same. Sometimes I just get so confused on who or what I am! Well then, what's your plan for us to escape - if jail affects me this much, it can only be worse for you. Can you get the keys from the guards? Yes . . .just give me one moment, a hop across the latrine trench.  Crawl up the chair, hop on the leg, get the key, and now I have brought it to thee! Oh thank you. Now you must scare the visitor out of here so we can escape! Bit the ankles, bite the toes!  Run up the legs, past what?  Who know!  Onto the arms I bite, now the visitor is in a state of fright! He is gone! We can escape now rat and live happily! If you can find me a whole lot of food, I will consider the debt to be paid!