Something was off immediately; for starters, why was she on the floor? And why was the floor covered in shag pile?
Frowning, she looked around. Everything seemed to be miles away. She could just about make out the impressions of walls, a door in the far corner, strewn clothing across the floor…
With a gasp, she wrapped hands around her chest. The clothing was hers!
“Why am I… so small?” Megan frowned. That was the least of her worries, though, because she recognised the posters on the wall. This was…
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