It was a girl. An incredibly large and gigantic girl, but a girl nonetheless. To be more precise, a Teenager, For her age Scott could only guess, 15 maybe 17. For her height, he couldn't even begin to guess. She stood hundreds of feet tall he knew that for sure. She looked a little chubby, but not nowhere near obese. With her turned up nose and big framed glasses one could've mistaken her for a member of the Scoobie Doo gang. Scott sensed there was no malleus in her nature but that didn't mean she was not capable of causing inadvertent harm or even death.
Brushing a lock of brown hair from her face, she gazed down into toy chest. Though her eyes was fixated one something Scott couldn't be sure what her intentions were, Then She reached downward. Scott gazed up at the outstretched hand that was quickly filling his view taking note of the wide palm and stubby fingers. His heart raced. Had she seen the car? He would know soon enough.
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