[ WP ] You work as a sewage engineer in a fantasy metropolis with huge under-city catacombs .

There was another blockage in section 13-E of the New Albion metropolitan sewers. That would be why I'm down here 100 feet below the ground, wearing a hard hat on my head and a handkerchief over my nose. I'm the chief sewage engineer for the city, and it's my job to take care of these things, mainly because there's nobody else who has the experience to do it. Besides, having sewage back up into the commercial district is never good for business and New Albion prides itself on maintaining certain standards. 
 
 I had two assistants with me Joe and Adam. It took us 15 minutes just to walk to this section from the closest access point. It's dark and the sewer smelled heavy and foul, so nothing unusual there. The section was made up of a main tunnel that was 18 ft tall with a vaulted ceiling. We had carbide lamps on our hats and we could make out that the center of the tunnel was filled with a river of sewage several feet deep. On either side of the smelly river, there was a sidewalk about two feet wide, which were were standing on. Along the main section, there were also smaller side tunnels with sewer water periodically spilling into the main river. Each smaller tunnel was about shoulder high and just large enough to fit one man. 
 
 `` We're here, boys'' I said to my two assistants. `` Let's get to work!'' We did n't know exactly where the blockage was, but I knew it was one of the smaller tunnel leading to the sewage river. The problem was finding out which one, and there were about a dozen of them in this section. It was a dirty task of sticking half you body into the tunnel and prodding around. My assistants each carried a pole with a hook on the end that we brought along just for this purpose. 
 
 Joe and I started checking one side of the main section, and Adam was checking the other. He was able to cross the sewage river by walking over a small bridge at one end of the section. After we checked about 4 or five small tunnels, I heard Adam say `` Boss, come here quickly!'' 
 
 Joe and I turned and saw Adam pointing to a small tunnel. I guessed correctly that he found the blockage, but I did n't know why he seemed so frantic. Adam began quickly moving towards the small bridge. He was about to cross over when he saw Joe and I approach. He backed away to let us cross and he was keeping an eye on the small sewer tunnel the whole time. 
 
 `` What did you see, Adam?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Something large is moving in there!'' He said. It's not uncommon to find living things in the sewers, especially for a city as large as New Albion. Rats and small jellies were common. However, for something to plug up a side tunnel, it must at least be the size of a man. I prayed it was n't a large jelly, because that would take all day to pull it out. 
 
 I walked up to the side tunnel and stuck my head in. The carbide lamp mounted on my hardhat show a bunch of garbage - offal, bones, bits of wood, etc. It was blocking the way and in the center of it, there was indeed something moving. I stuck my hook into the pile of garbage to pull some of it loose. When I did this, I saw a squirming mass emerge from the garbage and several large tentacles slither out. I backed away as several octopus tentacles emerged from the side tunnel and started to grip the edge, trying to pull itself out. `` Bog octopus!'' I yelled. 
 
 My two assistants immediately got between me and the octopus. It was trying to pull its elastic body out of the tunnel and we used this time to cross the bridge to the other side of the sewage river. With a wet `` plop!'' The body of the bog octopus freed itself from the side tunnel and fell onto the sidewalk. It was a lot larger than I expected, easily the size of a cow. I had only heard of a bog octopus before but never seen one up close. From time to time, they swim up the sewer pipes and wreak havoc on whatever city they happen to pop out in. 
 
 The three of us began retreating to the street access point. Thank god bog octopus are slow! Despite this, we still ran as fast as we could. As we stood at the bottom of the manhole, we heard no signs of the octopus. 
 
 `` What do we do now?'' Joe asked. 
 
 `` We tell the mayor, and he hires a couple of adventurers, maybe battle-wizards to take care of it.'' I said. `` This is way out of our league. They should just be happy we unclogged the tunnel.''
