You could not clearly remember who it was that shrunk you. It was not something that could be so easily recalled. What little memory of the events preceding today that remained involved a high school age girl with blonde pigtails. It almost felt as if you had lost all your memories prior to meeting that young lady, and yet that would be ludicrous. However the word "ludicrous" coming from an individual whom was now just over an inch in height was truly rich. Being shrunk was strange indeed, however just as strange was your current accommodations.
Looking around your new place of current residence was worrying to say the least. Not that it was dirty, the farthest thing from it in fact; the carpet was without dirt, the counters were spotless, and the windows were tantamount to nonexistence due to their cleanliness. It was what was beyond the window that frightened you most. Thick metal bars. This wasn't an apartment. It was a Cell.
before you could allow your eyes further exploration of the room, a noise was heard in tandem with a great quaking of the ground below you. It then repeated, not once, not twice, but 8 times in total before you couldn't believe what emerged from the hallway to your right. A giant girl appeared; she had brown hair which had a single strand standing segregated from the rest of it and a high school uniform on. In contrast to the room it seemed as though she had frizzy hair and wrinkled clothes, it seemed as though she had just woken up.. The last feature to catch your eye was the most important. Her white loafers which were now out of the hall and headed in your direction.
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