Ken woke up in a cold sweat, having just had the most bizarre dream he could remember. He and the rest of SEES were climbing Tartarus when they met a Shadow who put a curse on him during battle. Ken rapidly changed sizes, first growing taller the the floor's ceiling, then shrinking smaller than a button on his own shirt. It was nauseating and terrifying. His teammates all looked at him in amusement, like they thought his plight was some kind of joke. Yukari giggled, Mitsuru had a cold smirk, Fuuka took it seriously at first before falling into a fit of laughter, while Akihiko and Shinji looked down at him with patronizing smiles. He just wanted help, he didn't want this kind of attention...
The young boy rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and went to grab a tissue off his night stand to wipe some of the sweat off his forehead, but when he reached his arm out, he grabbed nothing. Ken fully opened his eyes and realized he was surrounded by darkness! But that couldn't be, his alarm clock went off after all, it should be morning...
Further realizing he was in what seemed to be a giant pile of endless blankets, Ken wondered if he was in yet another dream, or if he was still in the same one from before. He began to climb upwards, hoping to reach the bottom (or top) of whatever this was.
Finally seeing some light, Ken grew relieved but terrified of what he might discover. He pulled himself up and stood at the top of the "mountain", and his jaw dropped.
There he was, on top of a pile of his own pajamas, in the middle of his room... But not only was he naked, he was barely taller than an inch! Ken screamed, hoping this was just his nightmare continuing. He looked around for something, anything that could help him or provide him an answer. But nothing came to mind. At his size, he might be stranded on his own bed until someone came to check on him.
And sure enough, a knock soon rang throughout the room. Someone was at the door. Ken wondered if it was one of his teammates coming to wake him up. The boy was scared, but this might be his only chance at help.
The question was, who was knocking at Ken's bedroom door?
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