The floors, the walls... You're inside one of those plain jars your mom uses for preserves. The kind your sister likes to keep bugs in?
"What is it?" you hear a tremendous voice ask. With a startling shreik, you turn around and see four gargantuan eyes peering at you through the distorted glass.
"I dunno, I just found it when it came off of my bed", you hear Kelly's gigantic voice vibrate the glass as she holds it before her eyes.
"It's moving!" the other girl says. It's Lynden, your sister's hot friend.
"It's me!" You croak, but find that you must have landed on your face because you've got a painful busted lip and your nose is bleeding. You hurry and try to wipe your face. Your own sister doesn't recognize you!?
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