Your name is Jack, you are a 21- year old junior at Humongous State University.

On a crisp Friday night in October you are on your way to a huge party being held in a large old victorian house that is now student rental housing. Its about midnight and the party has been going on all night. As you walk down the street you can hear music blaring from the party house up ahead. You smile in anticipation because you know there are going to be hundreds of students there, including tons of drunk co-ed babes.

As you are walking you don't notice the tanker truck passing you until the strange liquid squitrs all over your shoes. You blindly wipe some off with your bare hand and you feel a strange tingling sensation that burns for a second then goes away. It doesn't hurt anymore so you forget about it and walk up the steps to the huge victorian house.

Once in the house you see the party is in full swing. All the lights are off in the main living room which is being used as a dance floor. Instead there are stroboscopes flickering and girls are wearing neon bracelets so the house is illuminated in an eerie glow. House music pulsates all around you.

After a few minutes you wander over to the keg and grab yourself a beer. You scan the room for babes and are about to pick one out to go and dance with when you start to feel dizzy. The bathrooms on the first floor are occupied so you head for the second floor bathroom but someone is in there too. You really feel sick so you try opening some of the other doors. Some of them are locked and you can hear people having sex inside. You try the door at the end of the hall and it opens opens right away. It looks like an unoccupied bedroom that is used as a common hangout space. There's nobody else here. A TV is in the corner blaring MTV to no one in particular, and on the other side of the room is an old beaten up couch and a small end table and lamp. You stagger over to the couch and throw yourself on it and quickly pass out.

When you awake minutes later, everything is huge! It looks like you've shrunk! You estimate yourself to be only five inches tall!

What now? You're trapped on the second floor of a huge old house filled with a couple hundred drunken college students. It's dark in the house, the hallways are illuminated only by a few dimmed lights, strobe lights and glowing cheap plastic necklaces and bracelets worn by the some of the girls. Cigarette smoke wafts eyerywhere. You need to act quickly...