"Talk!" you snarl behind gritted teeth. "What's going on? What have you done to me?"
"Kuhh, I did nothing." the man replies, struggling to be free. "But I can help you."
"How?" you ask, aware that, at any moment, Sara could move and change the balance of power all over again.
"Like this." he smiles.
In your desperation to keep his body down, you neglected to pay attention to his left arm. Now you see that he's pulled a small box from his pocket, and is pressing a button on it...
You knock the device from his hand, and it spirals away, off down the slope behind you, bouncing away into the distance...
Wait - Sara's shoe wasn't that big before! Looking around, you see that a wall rising up in front of you is merely where another layer of the shoe has been sewn on. It's almost as if...
"We're now less than a millimetre high." the stranger says, still smiling up at you. "Still want to refuse to do as I say?"
You give him no answer for now. The device that he used has fallen away, down away from the toe end of the shoe, under the crossing walkways that you know to be Sara's laces. You could get it, find a way to use it to turn yourself back to normal. Or shrink yourself even smaller.
Or you could listen to this skumbag, who may betray you.
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