As if a divine spirit was finally listening to you the suction stops and you fall flat on your face. <What the heck?> you waste no time jumping to your feet and running to the far corner of the stand and trying to wedge yourself between the wall and the leg. Once in you gasp for air. Your heart is beating like crazy. <Oh man, I…I was almost sucked up…like…like I was nothing> You have been shrunk for less than a day and it dawns on you that you’re just a bug to this world of giants. Your own family could kill you, flatten you from existence, and never notice. Your thoughts are filled with images of your mom wondering what happened to you and…and. “NO!” you scream out. That is not happening to me.
On the outside Tara felt her cellular phone buzz and stopped her i-pod to answer it. “Yes…Uha…Okay, close the account…WHAT! THAT MORONE! JUST WAITE I’M COMING TO THE OFFICE RIGHT NOW!” She grabs her purse and briefcase behind her walk-in closet door and practically runs out. Runs as much as her high heels would let her. The bedroom door slams shut behind her.
“WHAT!” You clasp your hands over your ears as a BOOMING almost godlike voice bombards you. Then there is the BOOM, BOOM, BOOM in rapid succession and SLAM! What just happened? You poke your head out from the side. Nothing. Slowly you come out of your wedged space and peak out some more. No giant heels. A giant silvery pipe the size of a train is lying motionless on the ground. <She left?>
You come out fully and walk to the giant mettle rod; to you it is a giant pipe, like the kind used to move large amounts of oil. It is surprisingly easy to move because the carpet is so new and soft that you are more bouncing on top of the closely woven fibers than wading through them like at home. Aunt Tara can afford the best. Okay what now?
You remember what your Aunt’s house looks like from past visits. It was big by normal peoples’ standards so it would be like a fortress to you now. That goes without saying. You turn in circles trying to think of what to do. There is a giant door about a mile or more from you. That is the bedroom door. That would be your first choice accept you remembered your last visit…(MEMORY_ you walk in to the house last year and a giant brown dog with all this fur charges you laying you flat on your back…RUSS) Your Aunt’s Dog, a trophy from a business rival she conquered. Took everything the sap had even his dog. If Russ was still around…no not going outside.
You look for another option. Don’t want to stay on the floor that was almost the end before you had a chance to get help. You see and giant black door like way father to the right and partially blocked by the edge of your Aunt’s massive bed. Don’t know what that is. Then you can also guess her bathroom is probably on the other side of the bed. <I could go under the bed and make my way there. If I get to the sink she would see me when she went to get ready for bed.> Some merits.
You decide to
Note: Aunt Tara is rich so lots of nice and fancy stuff. Bathroom is huge, with jet tubs and you name it tile floor etc. The black void is a giant walk in closet with fur coats and shoes and boxes from fancy stores, remember big big big..
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