"You can get them. There's a plate with sandwiches, and a tray with drinks," I told Dominique, who got up and walked into the kitchen, while I stared down at the tablet before me, wondering what I should do with it now, but then just pushing it aside in my thoughts as I got up and walked over to the couch, grabbing the remote and pulling up the list of movie genres.
"So what do you want to watch tonight?" I asked Julian as he took a seat beside me, and he was about to reply, when suddenly the tablet in the center of the room blazed forth with light again, as it had during the spell, and we stared at it, not sure what was going on, and then all at once the light shot outward, engulfing the two of us in its blazing glory.
"Hmm, itchy," I said, as every piece of my body suddenly felt like it was being brushed by some smell blade of grass, which made me want to scratch it, but I resisted the temptation, not sure it was safe to move until the light passed, and so I just sat there, waiting for what felt like hours, though I knew to be only a few seconds, until the light faded, as did the itching sensation, and I was sitting now in an open air coliseum, with walls lost to the distance, and a ceiling that may as well have been the sky, as far overhead as it was. Slowly my eyes, which had been blinded by the flash of light, adjusted to the new surroundings, and looking towards a light in the distance I began to make out letters, and finally words, spelled out in a soft glow.
"Well now, this could be a problem," I said to myself, finally reading the same list of movie genres that I'd read dozens of times before, though never from this perspective. Judging by how far it seemed to be to my television I estimated my height to now be somewhere between a quarter, to one sixteenth of an inch tall, and looking towards the distance I could see another figure at my height, Julian. Before I could rush to him though, the ground began to quake unexpectedly, tossing me onto my butt, and then it did it a second time, and I realized that the effect of the shrinking had been localized to my livingroom, and looking towards the great portal in the distance I saw a titanic figure emerge from my kitchen, carrying in each hand a tray that was larger than a football field.
"Guys?" asked the figure of the darkness, and Dominique stepped back into the living room, completely oblivious to the two of us standing on the couch before him.
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