One chance. Your only chance. As one of the thick, weighty lengths of hair sweeps toward you, you grasp it with both hands, allowing it to carry you upward as Lexi moves, just another mote in the wake of this human being.
"If you can hear me, Mike," Lexi says, seemingly unable to grasp that there's no way you couldn't hear someone her size speaking, "don't worry! I'm going to find you, so hang in there!"
Your immense step-sister continues to scour the floor, but since she din't spot you when you were in her direct line of sight, you know what needs to be done.
You need to get to her ear, and shout loudly enough that she hears you.
That's a tall order, since you are so tiny, and Lexi is not only almost deafening you with every breath but even the most miniscule movement on her part sets her hair rattling! It's all you can do to keep your hold, let alone pull yourself upwards. In time you'll have to jump across to the great skin cliff of her face, and you'll need to pray that she doesn't feel you and scratch you off!
Yeah, not too much to worry about, no!
And that's not even taking into account what may happen in the greater world...
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