Brad sees how frantic his mom and sister are, but at his size Brad thinks mom might step on him. He has to find a way to contact her and not die in the process. Brad looks around his new world. He wonders "How in hell did he get this way.
When the coast was clear Brad darted to the dresser. Staying along the dresser wall made his way behind the dresser. Brad hid as mom called the police. The police searched the room a little the went downstairs. Brad entered the hall and darted to his mother's room. The door loomed above him. The bottom of the door slanted slightly to the hinges. He slid under the door and moved as fast as he can to her bed.
Hours later his mother came in. Brad hiding under the bed, begins to get filled with dred. The impact of her slipper to the floor cause knots to build in he stomach. He hears her crying. He wants to at least tell her that he is alive. The phone ring. Mom picks up the phone and accidentally knocks over a message pad and pencil. It was his grandmother mom was talking to. She seem to have calmed down, slightly.
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