I was definitely not in the woods. I was still outside, but the plants that towered over me resembled blades of grass.
Wait sec, blades of grass?
Rolling over on my stomach, I slowly tried to stand up. My head was splitting. Felt like somebody had used it for a football. After staggering to my feet I took a good look at my surroundings. They looked were blades of grass all right. Twenty-foot tall blades of grass but grass nonetheless. It was like a scene straight out of Honey I shrunk the Kids. Did I shrink? Nah, that’s impossible. There has to be a logical explanation for this. Maybe I bumped my head and I’m hallucinating, or maybe I was still unconscious and I was dreaming all this.
It all felt too real to be a dream though.
Riseing above the grass there was an enourmous wooden building some distance infont of me." Higher for Hire" was the name of the building according to the sign. Where did I see that before? Well any place was better than where I was, if the outside world was now a hundred times my scale, so were the predators.
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