Dark and gloomy, the dungeon is the ugly underbelly of the castle. A few torches line the black stone walls, throwing a meager light on the iron bars of the cells. The air is damp and still; the only disruptions are the occasional anguished moans and cries from the prisoners.
Dungeon, Inside Castle
guard
rat
I am a rat I love to eat crumbs dropped on the floor. I love dark places and scurrying about the castle. The kitchen pantry has the best food.
Well, I think it is dark, dank and cold, and there are far too many guards everywhere!  Meany! Oh it is a rat with a personality. You best run! Hey, I'm only here to nibble on the prisonners' food before you feed it to them.  Maybe leave some droppings if I need to make room. I don't thing that is a good idea. I want you to leave, not stay! Well, just don't eat that sandwich your wife made you - I left some "presents" in there for you as well! Then it is yours my furry friend! Come get it for you and your friends. Well, thank you very kindly.  Maybe I was wrong, and you guards are not quite so bad as everyone says. Take that you dirty furry creature! Let this be a warning to you and your friends! What an unforeseen sequence of events!  What could have lead to this sudden but inevitable betrayal? I told you idiot. I do not like rats. They dirty filthy creatures! And you had the audacity to poop on my sandwich. Maybe if you had respected my food you would get food! Well now, no need to get angry.  It's not like it was the first time I pooped in your sandwich, and lets be honest, it probably won't be the last.  The sanitation conditions here are just horrendous. If I weren't so mad, I would laugh!