As the tingling reaches a peak it is joined by a flash and suddenly you are falling. Instinctively you reach out for any hand hold and manage to grab a hold of some rough...fabric. You look up and see a nearly endless plane of brown stretching up toward a silver sky. Below you gapes an endless abyss, dark as the maw of any cavern. "Where the hell am I." Then you crane your head around behind you and see the truth. The girl's bathroom is huge now, some shapes, like the sinks, so far away that they are blurry from your perspective. "Christ, I'm tiny and the only thing keeping me falling into the trash..." You looked along the frayed brown mat to which you clung for your life, "...is a paper towel." You look down again now in horror at the darkness below. Who knows what ghastly things the college girls had deposited down that hole: food wrappers, snot rags, even... used tampons.
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