The device hits a boy wearing a thin hoodie, kahkies, and holding his books at his side. As the beam strikes him, he instantly disappears. Books and all.
“Oh crap...” Edna sighs, making her way over to where the boy has been only moments ago. She recognized him from one of her classes from the previous year. A boy named Grant.
Grant was just a barely visible spec on the tile floor of the hallway and Edna knew he must be terrified watching his giant classmates rush off to their next classes high above him. She figured she should grab him before someone happened to step on him.
Edna kneels down, licking the tip of her finger and bringing it down to the tiny Grant who didn’t notice until it was too late. Staring in the opposite direction in both fear and awe at his current predicament, he is suddenly shoved by something wet and drawn into the air as if he were riding a rollercoaster. Screaming the whole way in utter confusion.
Edna held him up to her face in annoyance. “Hey Grant. Look, I’m sorry. This was an accident. I’ll change you back as soon as my device recharges.”
Grant stares directly into Edna’s pool-sized eye only magnified more so by her glasses. He gulps loudly, though only loudly to himself.
I’ll have to keep you somewhere until the school day is over...
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