You yawn as you hear your alarm sound off like...well...an alarm. Instinctively, you slap for the snooze button as you ponder how freaking weird your dream was last night. But instead of hitting the alarm, you hit the bed. You stand up on your mattress and look round. Your alarm clock is miles away. You're tiny. Literally. No more than a millimeter.
"Man," you say to yourself. No more words follow. Just "Man."
You try and figure out what the hell happened, but no plausable ideas come to mind. It had to have something to do with those guys in the suits, but what? What could do this? What could melt off inches and inches of height? And what did that "new york scenario" bullshit mean?
You have to get to your computer. You have to figure out what is going on. You just hope that no one has turned the power off your desktop. If they have, there is no way to make up all that work at this size...
You haven't realized that your alarm has been going off for the last 2 hours. Time flies when you're lost in thought ( and your bed sheets. ) You look across your apartment as the door is slowly opened. Standing in the doorway is...
Jennifer, the landlady's daughter. She's about 17 or so, going to Stuyvescant High School. She's pretty cute, reminds you of the girl you took to prom. You've let your alarm go for hours before, and have given them permission to come in and turn it off if you leave before you do it yourself.
On her way over to the clock, Jennifer stops at the computer. Sighing, she says, "God, his electric bill could have been through the roof..." and...presses the power button.
Well. Shit.
Jennifer makes her way over to your bed, with her backpack over her shoulder, on her way to school. She puts her backpack on the floor by the bed and sits down on the mattress to turn off the alarm. When she sits, the relatively massive weight creates a dip in the mattress and you find yourself rolling towards the giant girl. You grab out blindly, trying to regain your balance. Do you...
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