Michael has been waiting for ten minutes, and he's already loathing in his boredom. Why should he waiting for Marian, who really wants him to change back into the guy he used to be? She might even decline his offer and just turn him back to normal by force. He was happy being tiny, and didn't want anyone to stop him. He needed to get out. He didn't know where he was going, nor what he was going to do, but at least he would be happy doing it. He tried to look for a way out, and the lid had a small opening on the right corner. Marian could walk in any minute, so he tried his best to get out. He climbed up the sliding tube, making it to the second floor. The opening was too far, and there was no way to get across. He kept looking, and finally found a ledge just narrow enough for him to slip his hands in and side climb. He stuck his fingers inside, and picked himself off his feet. He began to climb, but without any notice, he could already feel his fingers cramping. They were getting sweaty, thus making it less easy to get any farther. He picked up the pace, and was finally underneath the opening. He climbed up, and jumped out landing on the table.
Once he hit the table surface, his adrenaline boosted. He couldn't stop feeling so excited from being on his own. He smelled the fresh scent of Marian, and made new observations to her room. He jumped around in glee, hoping the fun would never end. He found line of yarn hanging from the table and used that as an escape attempt. He climbed down as if it were a mountain. He landed on the ground, and bringing down the rest of the yarn with him. With a thud, it smacked down on the ground and started to chase and squish him flat. Eventually it stopped, and Michael ended up in the middle of the room. He's never felt so alive and free. Even if his friends were here, it wouldn't have changed his mind from taking an adventure. He look in front of him where the door stood. He that once he left that door, there would be nothing but risky choices. He would probably screw up into situations that would require logic thinking. He's will probably meet many kinds of people, who can either help him or kill him. With the world becoming larger, nothing's the same anymore.
He ran up to the door, ready to leave Marian's room. After a few more steps, the doorknob was twisting. Michael his alongside the wall as Marian entered again. She was wet, with a towel wrapped around her body. Water droplets were dropping around Michael, as he tried to avoid being hit. He got soaked a few times, but it didn't blow his cover. She close the door behind her and walked over to the hamster cage.
"LISTEN, MICHAEL. I'VE BEEN THINKING, AND I THINK THAT..." She stopped her words and started to search through the cage. This was the signal for Michael to escape before she checks the floor. "DAMN IT, MICHAEL. I'M TOO TIRED TO LOOK."
"This is going to be fun!" He left the room, and ended up in the hallway. He had a unlimited amount of opportunities of places to go, people to see, and thing to do. He didn't know where to begin, so he just made a random decision.
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