The three of you stare at each other blankly, after getting up. That light sure was bright, but what did it mean? You blink several times to try and rid yourself of the aura that has annoyingly persisted following the initial flash. Then, suddenly, you hear a thundering boom-like sound and the ground shakes violently. "Run for cover!" Jake shouts, "it's an earthquake!" The three of you quickly dart through the grass and to your backyard porch. The shaking stops abruptly, as you hide on the deck, then begins again just as intensely as before. You quickly grab onto the porch railing to steady yourself before you are knocked over again. Your two friends also grab onto whatever supports they can find. After three or four more of these occurrences, you hear one of the most terrifyingly loud voices speak from overheard.
"Whoa... look at this, guys. This is incredible." The thunderous bass in this voice is so potent that you can feel your chest practically vibrate, each word pounding on you as if this voice was amplified by those loud boom-boom speakers you would hear in a busy nightclub. You look at Eric and Jake in shock and see from their vacant expressions that they are just as puzzled and, you admit, likely as frightened as you. The voice resonates so intensely that you can almost hear it all around you, as if God was speaking down to you through a huge megaphone. Then, another seemingly celestial voice accompanies the prior one.
"Look -- there are cars down there! And buildings, and tiny little people!"
You listen, motionless, to the conversation, when a third voice joins in."They look like ants from up here... man, we're giant!"
A series of rhythmic thunderous crushing sounds takes place and sends the ground shaking again, one of the quakes sounding as though it just occurred very close to you. "Whoops!" you hear overhead. In the distance you can hear ambulance sirens. Finally your curiosity overtakes your hesitation and you slowly creep out from under the porch and into your backyard, leaving Eric and Jake where they remain. You see nothing in front of you, then, scanning the area, you turn around to face the porch you were hiding under and witness the impossible. Standing over your porch, indeed, over your house, and all the other houses in the the neighborhood and more than likely the city too, an massively huge human figure is presiding. He must be hundreds, probably a thousand meters tall or more. At this size you can't even tell. What you can tell is that you need to stretch your neck as far back as you possibly can to get a glimpse of the titan's face, which is still partially obscured by the brightness of the sun overhead. Strikingly, he has the features and the voice and even style of clothing belonging to a mid to late teenager -- and he appears to be looking down at his feet in wonder. He must be standing one or two streets over from your house, but at his size you can't tell for certain. Without taking your eyes off of him, you silently motion to Eric and Jake to come over and join you so that they can witness this giant and, you hope, reinforce the hope that you have not gone completely insane.
A nearby voice in the sky can then be heard. "Whoops? What do you mean whoops? You just stepped on a bunch of them!" The voice sounds as if it belongs to another teenager. Another enormous giant then strides into sight and stands next to the first teenager, each footstep causing the earth to shake and you to almost lose your balance and fall onto the grass. A third voice then chimes in, and says, in a playful tone "Yeah, careful!" There appear to be three of these beings, you quickly discern.
The giant you have been staring at this entire time, who has been looking at the ground, then speaks, "I didn't meant to step on them.. I was just shuffling my feet." His expression changes from an expression of innocent wonder to, then, a wry, ever-so-slight smile. "But they are really tiny.. heheh. Can't really help where I step." He continues to scan the ground curiously.
At this point, you can hardly comprehend the reality of the situation. Your town has been visited by giants! You are overwhelmed by both amazement and fear. You have no idea what these visitors' plans are nor their origin. Part of you wants to dart back under the porch out of pure instinct. But at this time your curiosity is just as intense as your fear. Who -- or what -- are these guys?! You look up and down at the first giant who is still just idly scanning the ground with interest. He's wearing a navy blue polo shirt and then regular shorts. He props his foot up up in the air and against his knee to inspect the sole of a white sneaker he is wearing. Indeed, nothing about his clothing seems out of the ordinary for someone his age -- except for the blatantly obvious fact that no factory or clothing company on this planet makes clothing big enough to fit someone of his size or shoes, in, if there were such a scale, probably size 10,000 or greater. As well, the logo on the side of the sneaker and on the shirt is nothing you've ever seen before. The patterns on the logos looks just like any other one you might find on a popular clothing brand you would find anywhere, but they aren't ones you recognize at all. Indeed, apart from their size, despite how ordinary these teenagers, their dress, mannerisms, and speech are, they still seem alien to you in some way, as if they are from some other world.
The giant's thunderous voice resonates. "Look -- their little vehicles are stuck in my shoe!" He playfully points to the rubber sole belonging to the vast running shoe he has tilted up into the air. From this distance you barely make out a smattering of colored vehicles that have indeed been pressed deep into the maze-like walls of his patterned rubber tread.
To your amazement, his massive buddy leans over and lets out an indifferent chuckle. "Hah, I feel bad for whoever is still inside of those cars!"
"Yeah.." his friend replies, then shrugs. "Well, too late to do anything about them now. Ah well.." Diverting his somewhat disappointed gaze away, he casually lowers his sneaker back down, the ground shaking once more as he plants his foot back down on the ground firmly. You can't help but wonder who or what else was just crushed by this casual act.
"So what do we do now?" The giant's statement hung in the air several moments. He curiously scans the ground again, waiting for a reply, and before you can even react, narrows his gaze in your direction, squinting down at your backyard.
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