Ms. Wood continues to stare at you, seemingly lost in thought. You begin to feel uncomfortable under the intense stare or her gigantic eyes.
"Um...Ms. Wood," you manage to say, weakly, noticing for the first time how high pitched your voice has become, "Is everything alright?"
She seems to snap back to reality.
"Sorry!" she says, her voice booming. You clap your hands over your ears to drown out the sound.
"Oops!" she says, softer. "Sorry."
Ms. Wood glances up at the clock on the wall. She looks back at you and smiles.
"I'm going to take you with me to somewhere more private so we can figure all this out."
Before you can reply she has her fingers wrapped around your tiny body and is lifting you into the air. She drops you into a tiny pocket on the front of her blouse. Grabbing your backpack, she hides the Size Gun inside.
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