Thing had taken a turn for the worst. The entire world around you had changed and you had just become a tiny bug inside of it. Whatever had bit you must have had some really weird negative effect on you...As you stood at hardly half an inch or so you would guess from the massive size of even the simplest things around you. Turning up to look at the bed of your friend;Luke you decide it best not to climb up there, after all he had fallen asleep and from what you could guess from the way he snored he wasn't the most still of sleepers.
Turning your head to the door of the room it was closed but that wouldn't stop you, not in your new climate anyway. It occured to you then, just how drafty the house was when you walked along the floor towards the crack under the door, how a simple gust from the hallway could nearly bowl you over. As you exit out into the hallway you're presented with a few options. You could always look around the house for that strange bug. Or try to get help maybe from one of Luke's brothers or father. You weren't sure just what anyone could do for you at this point but anything was better than standing in the middle of a giant hallway waiting to be smashed underfoot.
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