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The more Phoenix understood about his situation, the less sense it made.
Things had been normal this morning. He'd opened up the office, sent Maya out for some groceries, and gotten to work on some of the past week's case files. By about noon he'd been glancing out the window for any sign of Maya's return, but then things changed. From seemingly nowhere, he'd developed a rather awful dizziness that nearly put him face-down on the floor, and when he'd regained his senses, his whole world had changed completely.
It had been about ten minutes since then, he guessed. Several things were wrong. First off, he wasn't in the office any more. He had no idea how he could possibly have left the building, much less ended up in a different one entirely.
Secondly, and while it had taken him a few minutes of utter disbelief to process, he had shrunk. The room around him was impossibly large, all of its furnishings increased in scale to an unbelievable degree. He was standing on a small table, though it definitely wasn't small to him. By his best estimate, he was somewhere in the ballpark of an inch tall at most. He was terrified to draw the comparison, but the average bug was probably his best frame of reference for his new, pitiful size.
So, stranded on a massive and vacant table, his height reduced to barely anything more than a speck, Phoenix struggled to imagine his situation getting a lot worse, but then, it did.
A great rumbling sounded the approach of something very large. What was it? Phoenix stared around in a panic, the world shaking under his feet.
Then, a figure appeared. Rising into the sky overhead, a young woman could be seen approaching his table. The table barely reached her waist, her monolithic figure towering breathtakingly high above Phoenix's own height.
... He recognized the woman.
"Wh-what-...!? N-no way...!!"
This woman was someone he remembered from nearly three years ago. Violently pink hair, a face built to charm a person into submission, and -- most distractingly -- a pair of colossal breasts looking more like small planetoids from this angle were the first features Phoenix recognized in the image of Ms. April May.
But that wasn't possible, was it? April May had been an accomplice in the murder of Phoenix's mentor almost three years ago, and she'd been sentenced to a lengthy prison stay. This was definitely not a prison, and April's current outfit looked far too casual and comfortable for the place she ought to be in. From what Phoenix could see, April was wearing a light-grey sweater that looked more expensive on its own than any piece of clothing he owned.
Booming footsteps brought April closer until she stopped before the table. To Phoenix's increasing terror, April was looking for something on the tabletop. Her wide, brown eyes scanned over the table intently, searching until they locked onto him. He froze, his body seeming to lose any ability to move. There was nothing to hide behind, and it was too late anyway. April saw him.
High above, her pretty face took on a smile that might have been disarming to anyone who didn't know her. Phoenix, however, was fully aware of the malicious personality April May hid behind her coy smiles and flirtatious demeanour. "Seriously nasty lady" was about the kindest phrasing he'd ever used in describing her.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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