You try to wrap your mind around everything that you're seeing. It doesn't make sense. Why doesn't Ken realize that he's now ridiculously big for his age? Why is he growing? Whey are you two here in the first place? Obviously, something's happening when the light shines down on him… but so far, that all seems completely random and uncontrollable.
As you try to think, another sound starts filling the room, but this one is different. As opposed to a high-pitched siren, this time it's more of an "AHOOOGA", like a submarine submerging. You look up and notice different lights now flashing, and then a green beam shining down from the ceiling, at a slightly different angle then from where the orange light had come from. You wince, expecting Ken to start shooting up again, but something different happens.
This time, Ken stays the same height, and at first you don't notice any difference. He still moans like before, and he runs his hand up and down his chest and stomach, feeling his well-pronounced abs. Wait a second. You look closer, and notice that his body, formerly lean and skinny, is now starting to become much more defined, muscles sprouting up all over the place. His chest starts to protrude slightly, his biceps become more rounded, and his thighs and calves start to swell. His shorts, already nearly torn to shreds, finally rip up the sides, though the waistband stays on, and they start to look more like a loincloth than shorts. Ken is becoming not just a giant, but a muscle god as well.
Finally, the green light stops, and Ken's body ceases changing. It hadn't gone crazy with the muscle growth, but he definitely looks more like a teenage swimmer or wrestler than the skinny kid he had previously appeared to be. He opens his eyes and looks down at you. He must notice the shock in your eyes, because he asks, "Okay, now what?"
"P-please tell me that you noticed that? Your body just exploded with muscle!"
Ken looks down at himself, then scrunches his nose and looks back at you. "Look, Justin, I don't know what you're talking about. I think you need to lie down or something."
"B-but you have the body of a teenager! You're only eleven, right?"
"Yeah, so?" Ken shrugs. "I work out a lot."
"Fine," you finally say, "I give up. You're a seven-and-a-half foot tall muscle boy, or maybe you'll soon be eight, or ten, or twenty feet tall! And you will always have been that way. I get it. I mean, I don't have any clue what the hell is going on, but I give up! But besides all that, besides everything weird and fucked up that has happened, we still need to figure out where we are, and how we get out of here!"
Ken looks at you and nods. "Okay," he says, "let's explore the room and look for anything that can help us. You take this side and I'll take the far end."
"All right," you say. "Yell at me if you see anything. Or if anything weird-- well, weirder-- starts to happen."
Ken walks over to the other end of the room and you start to look around the end with the TV and the couch. You run your hands along the wall, noticing nothing to interrupt their smooth uniformity. The floor likewise is very plain and empty of answers. Looking underneath the couch turns up nothing, nor does looking behind the TV. You feel around for buttons, but there are none. It's just a monitor, stuck on playing whatever it currently is playing, only changing when it wants to.
With nothing to find, you are just about to give up when…   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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