This choice: Shrink yourself on the platform when no one's watching • Go Back...Chapter #4Shrinking Yourself on the Train Platform by: rockstatic   You figure this shouldn't be too hard. It's a crowded platform, sure, but people always congregate right near the entrance, so all you really have to do is find a place that's not too crowded, but close enough to someone that you'll be able to hop on their shoe or purse or something and get carried onto the train. Of course, you're also going to want to do this in a spot where you won't be noticed. This could be trickier than you think.
You decide the best course of action is to do this as far away from the edge of the platform as possible. You'd have a better chance of getting onto the train that way, but someone would almost certainly see you. The best idea, you conclude, is to hang back by the wall, near an isolated bench or trash can, and shrink yourself. Then with a little hustle, you can run up to a waiting passenger and try to hop on them before they hop on board. It's risky, but even if you miss someone, you can always get in better position for catching the next train. It is rush hour.
So you find a section of the train platform with very few people around, and the people there seem focused more on their own thing and watching for the train than what you're doing up against the wall. You stand next to a trash can, crouch down a little, and then pull out the gun. You turn it to "shrink," point it at yourself, and fire.
You didn't expect the gun to hit you with such force. You can't tell, in the immediate haze that follows the strike, whether it was the recoil or the beam of the gun hitting you that knocked the gun out of your hand, but the only thing you notice for at least a few seconds after you pull the trigger is that you can hear the gun falling into the trash can you'd been using to hide. In fact, you don't have time to do much of anything, as the force knocks you out within seconds.
When you come to, lying on the ground, you feel like the last several minutes have not been good to you, as your head is throbbing. With some effort you eventually open your eyes, but the first thing you see, to your horror, is a titanic pair of shoes, facing you, each several times taller than you are. You had completely forgotten about the shrinking in your haze, but you have a series of revelations all at once: you've shrunk to barely an inch, if that; the gun must have fallen into the trash; you have no way of restoring your height on your own; and worst of all, if the shoes are pointed in your direction, that probably means someone's already found you.
Sure enough, you look up, and you see the frighteningly giant face of ...  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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