[A day earlier] (Tommy's POV)
Tommy walked through the massive door and into the quiet dark room.
"Wooow, I always imagined it looked like this!" The boy was amazed by how futuristic his father's lab appeared. Tommy's dad had only just left to the airport an hour earlier. The teen was ecstatic when he had accidentally found the hidden key to the forbidden room.
Darting his hand up and down the wall next to him, the 14 year old awkwardly searched for a light switch. One of his fingers eventually made contact, flicking it upwards.
The room burst with light. The power of the fluorescent bulbs made the young teen shield his eyes, causing him to whimper in temporary discomfort. The pain didn't last long however, as it was quickly replaced with excitement. The room was even more amazing with the lights on. Huge machines and colorful bulbs were visible in every direction you could look. It was as if he had entered the lab of a mad scientist from a movie.
An hour went by as Tommy investigated all the machines in the room. He was unable to make heads or tails of most of them, though some seemed pretty straight forward. Just as he was thinking about calling it a day, one machine in the corner of the room had caught his eye. It was a circular platform about the diameter of a portable trampoline. Next to it was podium with what looked like a control panel installed on top.
"...what IS this...?" The boy circled the set up curiously, nervously poking at all the random parts. For some reason the device looked a lot more advanced the rest of the equipment in the room. Though he had no idea what it was for, it was pretty obvious that something was supposed to be placed on the platform. Tommy looked around around the room until his eyes fixed nearby lab chair. Carefully pulling the seat onto the small platform, he positioned it directly in the center of the circle. After walking back to the controls, he nervously started pressing random buttons.
"Nothing...." He sighed with disappointment. Just as he was about to turn around to leave, the platform began to emit a low humming noise.
"huh..." Tommy watched as something amazing began to happen.
The chair was changing....no, it was shrinking! The 14 year old stared on in awe as the chair's mass collapsed on itself. His head tilting lower and lower as he continued to watch it's minimization. By the time the machine had finally stopped humming, the chair was roughly about an inch and a half tall.
With his jaw hanging open, Tommy slowly walked towards the platform. Getting down on his knees, focusing in on the tiny chair.
"Amazing......." He was tempted to reach out and touch it, but he was also a little afraid that the machine still hadn't completely died down. Nervously, he reached his index finger past the parameter of the circle. Squinting his eyes with fear, he slowly re-opened them to find that there was nothing wrong.
"Phew..." Tommy exhaled with relief.
He poked the chair lightly once, then twice. Feeling confident that it was safe, he surrounded the entire chair with his open palm. Carefully grabbing the tiny furniture, the boy effortlessly lifted it up to his face.
"Neat...." He muttered in total wonder.
His mind was now going at a hundred miles per second. He was thinking of all the fun he could have with a machine like this. Ideas of shrinking his skateboard, or even some of his old junk came to mind.
Tommy's eyes widened brightly when he realized he could invite his best friend Eric over to shrink a bunch of their stuff together.
Grinning with excitement at the idea of sharing this discovery with his friend, Eric was suddenly hit with another idea.
"Wait...can this thing shrink people too?" he thought out loud to himself.
His facial expression went blank as he considered this new thought. He started to imagine what it would be like to shrink an actual person. Without completely realizing it, Tommy had begun immersing himself in a fantasy about watching his best friend shrink to the size of a toy.
Tommy let out a nervous chuckle. What was he thinking? He couldn't do that. He didn't even know if this machine could grow things back to their normal size........Still, the scene continued to play in his mind over and over again, feeding his desire to actually see it happen.
Looking back down at the chair in his palm, he began to imagine as if a tiny person were sitting in it. Amused by the thought, he lowered the chair back down onto the ground between his socked feet. The teen couldn't help but grin as he tried to visualize how big he would look from the perspective of someone that small.
"Hmmm, I wonder where Eric went? I thought he was sitting over here a moment ago.." he playfully spoke out loud.
Continuing to entertain the mini-fantasy, the 14 year old began to lift his right foot over the chair.
"Woah... I could crush it at that size....." The boy whispered to himself with growing excitement.
Deciding that crushing the chair would be a waste, he lowered his foot to the side of the miniture seat.
Tommy pulled out a key-chain from his pocket with a miniature two-inch-tall soccer-player attached to it.
"M-maybe he wouldn't mind... I mean..maybe he might think it would be cool..." The boy lightly rubbed the side of the figurine with his thumb.
Deep down Tommy knew that Eric would never agree to do something so dangerous. There was no way he would be able to get him to go through with it.
"....hmmm" Tommy started to formulate as he turned off the machine and walked out of the room. The teen pulled out his cellphone and began to make a call.
"Hey dude...you there? I got something AWESOME to show you~" indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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