Cindly slowly opens her eyes, looking up at the white ceiling. She slowly lifts up her arms, and stretches, softly moaning as the sun from her window hits her eyes. You quickly stop rubbing yourself, this is serious. What would she think if she saw you as small as her nose? Would she scream? Would she jump around, afraid for her life? Or would she grab you and ask you what happened? All of these questions race through your mind till you hear Alison, her mother, walking past Cindy's room. Cindy quickly looks up. The sun blinds her vision for just a moment. Now is the perfect chance to escape, or the chance to hide. You...
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