You sprint towards the matter transposer only to find it much larger than you expected. With your hands raised high, you can take hold of the handle and clamber onto the device. You stumble down the sloped, furrowed grip towards the control settings. The dial is as tall as your knees. You wrap your arms around the ridged cylinder, leaning and pushing with your legs, desperately forcing the dial to turn, but it's no use. At your inch-high size, you can't overcome the knob's stiffness. Even if you could, how could you ever pull the trigger and be in front of the barrel at the same time? You can't be in two places at once!
Trapped before you could even get out of the professor's laboratory, you'd rather be anywhere but here. There's nowhere to run. Shrunken to a scale too small to save yourself, you're going to be caught and punished. You're never going to get the matter transposer for yourself like this.
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