Panicking at the thought of being caught and possibly expelled, Angelina grabs you by the shoulders, points the gun in your general direction and pulls the trigger. Instantly, you feel the room swell larger and larger all around you, the pair of you shrinking quickly until the teachers desk in front of you looms hundreds and hundreds of feet tall by your new tiny perspective.
Guessing you had to be only a few inches tall at this point, you and Angelina dash underneath the desk, the footsteps of the unknown giant shaking the ground all around you.
The door finally opens and a voice calls out. "Hello? Is somebody in here?" Judging by the sound of the voice, you guess the person to be...
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