It doesn't take long for your astute secret agent brain to realise what's going on here.
That sheer wall, some thirty feet in height, can only be the edge of the pavement-curb that ran alongside the road you were driving on. The road which is now a seemingly endless black plain, stretching out to infinity.
Because you've been reduced in size.
Those huge impacts that you can hear must be related to the structures moving around atop the wall, lit from above by the sun-like blast of the lamp-post so very high above.
The towers lift and move, giving rise to the mighty impacts that your ears are registering. Each flattens out at the bottom, terminating in platforms with small protuberances at the end. For all the change in scale, you'd recognise the feet and legs of a woman anywhere.
The giantess paces back and forth, and as your eyes run the length of her body - or at least however much of her body you are able to observe from your limited perspective - you notice that she's wearing scandalously little clothing.
Hence conclusion two; you are currently located somewhere in a red light district.
Do you risk your life and mission on the hope of meeting a hooker with a heart? You could climb the wall to approach the woman, and trust that she won't seek to immediately kill you. Or you could do your level best to avoid coming to her attention and hope to find your own way out of this predicament.
You could always detonate your now-useless car, which would bring her running over to inspect it, allowing you to get a handle on her personality, and perhaps confront her or sneak away with her.
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