This choice: You shrink while Vicki is babysitting. • Go Back... It's just past seven at night. Your mom and some friends went out for a night of fun and one of those friends dropped off her daughters here. Thankfully Vicki, your younger sister, is here to watch them because you have a splitting headache and just want to be left alone since coming home from work. All you have to do is stay in your room and you won't have to deal with any of them. Whether it's the little girls or Vicki. So far it's been a peaceful night to start. You are sitting on your chair near your desk, playing some video games. If you pause your game you can hear the sound of the living room TV, no doubt where your sister and the girls are at, but it's not loud enough for you to complain just yet.
While playing your game, your headache grows so bad, you have to pause your game. The world around you seems to spin and when you get some clarity to focus your vision; you notice everything around you is growing! Your still on your computer chair but your legs are starting to hover above the floor as you are getting too short! You get off the chair and your shorts and boxers instantly fall down your legs as they are too baggy to be snug around your waist. Before you know it, your shirt does the same and now your chair you were just sitting on is towering over you!
"Vicki!!!!!!" You cry out, not knowing what the hell is going on but between your weakening voice through your loss of height, the closed door and the living room TV's volume; there is no way anyone can hear you.
As you rapidly lose more height, you try to cry out again as loud as you possibly can but there is no response or quieting of the ambient noise beyond your room. You run to your bedroom door but the doorknob towers above, way out of reach. You bang on the door with your fists but the noise is minimal. Soon the headache intensity stops and the world seems to stop growing but now you are only a couple of inches tall. The headache is still there and you feel that it has something to do with you shrinking. You figure that you need to get help before you shrink even more! The thought of getting smaller than this is frightening to you. Just looking at a discarded sneaker nearby, you realize that you could easily get squished without someone even noticing!
Turning your attention to getting out of this room, you know you'll never be able to open the door but the gap under the door is just large enough to crawl under. You do just that, laying on your thick carpet, you slither below the wooden wall and soon find yourself in the hallway. The hallway is now a vast corridor that resembles a large highway that would take time to cross to get from what side to the other. Down this corridor, hundreds of yards away, you see the living room and its couches. On the couch you have a direct view of you sister laying on her back with her head turned to the side to watch the TV.
Walking down the hallway takes several minutes as you notice the sound of the TV getting louder and louder, to the point where it vibrates your insides similar to a movie theater audio set. Soon enough, you make it to the end of the hallway and around the corner to get a full view of the living room, or at least what part of the couches in front of you don't obstruct. Along with your sister on the couch, you see a giant girl, Marcy, on the floor playing with a dollhouse while several dolls and accessories litter the floor around her. On an adjacent couch is an older but young girl, Haley, laying on her stomach and playing a handheld game.
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