Jeff drops tiny Mike into the outstretched palm of
his other hand. Mike falls onto the incredibly
wide surface of Jeff's palm. He is astonished to
look up into the curious face of the giant teen.
"What the fuck happened to you?" Jeff demanded.
But the loud volume of the giant teen's voice is
almost deafening. Mike covered his ears. "I don't
know how, but I've shrunk!" Mike shouted up at
Jeff. "You've got to help me."
"Who else knows about you?" Jeff asked in a bland
voice.
"No one," Mike blurted out. "That's why I need
your help."
"Interesting," Jeff said, looking down at Mike's
puny body in his palm. He began to smile.
The teen's smile did nothing to reassure Mike, who
suddenly noticed Jeff's colossal fingers as they
began to enclose him in a huge fist. "No!" Mike
screamed.
Jeff, holding Mike's tiny form trapped in his
balled fist, searched through the kitchen cabinets
until he found a tall glass jar. He laughed as he
opened his fist and dropped Mike into the jar.
Mike scrambled to his feet on the transparent
floor of the huge jar. Its thick walls distorted
everything as he looked through them. He saw Jeff
holding the jar in his huge hands.
Jeff rapped on the jar with his knuckles. "Hey,
look at me!" Jeff ordered.
Mike stared and out of the jar.
"That's better!" Jeff said. "You better listen,
you little prick! I am your god now! Have you got
that?"
Mike's head is spinning, and not just because Jeff
has lifted the jar and is leaving the kitchen.
His fate looks sealed! He doesn't have any idea
why he has shrunk to such a pathetic size. All he
knows is that his entire life now rests in the
hands of a malevolent teen giant.
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