You wake up feeling odd surrounded by a black fabric. As you wake up you notice an odd smell of sweat. As you try to find you way out of the fabric you hear a loud this of footsteps. They sound as loud as gun shots. You hear a voice say "Shit I'm going to be late!" You then hear the footsteps quicken as you are still lost in the fabric. You then feel yourself thrown across the room while tangles in the fabric. The same voice then says "Damn it! I'm out of clean underwear. Guess I'll wear yesterday's." You are then pulled up and you see a bright light as your eyes focus, you realize you have somehow you have been shrunk and you are in your..
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