For a second or two, you looked at the hole and unfathomably large drop in front of you, wondering if this was really such a good idea. That question was immediately answered as ahead of you, the woodchips moved your way, the 'small ones' were 100ft. tall and the normal ones were 1000 ft tall, while the bigs ones were too big to know. A minute ago, that would've been twenty or forty pounds hitting your foot, now it was tons falling on something one five hundredth the size your foot had been.
You jumped through the hole, shrink-ray in hand. As you fell the miles to the ground, you hands fumbled with it to get it on grow and save yourself from a very hard landing. At last you thought you had it, pointed the gun at yourself and ripped the trigger back as far as it would go. The whole while, your eyes were closed, at this point the sight when you opened them might well not be what you'd have wanted.
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