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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Detective · #1004572
007-style superspy action... on a different scale.
This choice: Make a run for the mouse hole.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Monolgue

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"One day, all men will be as you: insects for my amusement!" Daisy laughs, before turning and scooping the cat from the floor and into her arms. This is as good a chance as you're going to get.

A flick of the knife in your sleeve and it's in your hand, slicing into the thick fabric of the silk bedsheets and allowing you to rip your way down toward the ground.

"I'm just wondering how long I should keep Harold in his deluded state. What do you think, snookums?"

Is she expecting an answer? You sure hope not, but then the cat yowls and she laughs. The floor is getting very close now...

"You're right. It'll be all the more satisfying if I shrink him right off his throne, taking his victory at the very moment of its culmination! Picture him, looking up at me as I step past him to become queen - no, god of this world! Then a little' sorry Harold' in that airhead voice before grinding him under my heel..."

Uh oh, that sounds like the end of her monologue. You've still got to run past her immense foot - the one that she's even now fantasising about using to grind a shrunken man - before you're home clear. You start running.

"No no no! What am I thinking! Of course, you can have him! The irony is too delicious! And I imagine he'll taste better than those mice you've been chewing on."

As she chats to the cat, the woman paces back a forth a little, idly moving her feet. One impacts directly behind your three-inch form, and you stumble. But no, she hasn't seen you, and that mouse hole is scant feet away. Nearly there... Once clear, you'll track down Salisbury, acquire the device, restore yourself, save the world, get the girl, quip wittily as the base explodes and be back home in time for elevenses...

"Unless you want more company in that insect pen, Sterling? Sterling?"

Her frustrated roar is accompanied by the padded impact of the cat being dropped to the floor behind you. It's bigger than an elephant right now, so you scramble to your feet and make one last dash for the hole. It's faster though, it'll catch you!

You have your pistol. You could stop, turn and take a shot. It won't kill the beast, but a hit to the eye - no problem to a marksman like you - should give it enough pause to let you get away.

Alternatively, you could keep running. You're a fit man, after all...

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. Turn and take the shot

*Noteb*
2. Never stop running

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