Cam and Steve were running at the park in the morning on a weekend. They were training to get in some cardio and the park was the perfect place at this time. A paved trail encircled a large grassy area with a playground and three different gazebos filled with benches and grills. Later in the day, this place would be bustling with activity from people walking, picnicking, studying, grilling, and parents bringing their kids to the park. But for now, the place was just starting to have people arrive and the gazebos were empty.
After finishing their second lap, the two men went under one of the gazebos to rest at a bench before their next two-lap run. Steve sat down on a picnic table bench and felt something hard under him. He looked to see a black remote with a red and blue button.
"Hm?" Steve grunts as he picks up the remote, feeling a little tingly after sitting on it. He presses down on the red button while the remote happens to be facing Cam.
"What is that?" Cam asks while shifting his watch to play different music through his earphones.
"Somebody had left their garage remote on the bench I guess", Steve replies, placing the remote on top of the table.
Before the men could complain about the next reps they would have to do, Steven suddenly started dwindling down and Cam did so less than a second after him. Both men cried out as they diminished below the gazebo tables and benches, staring up at the table they were near like it was a house.
"What the fuck! Everything just grew!" Cam blurted out as he took off his earphones.
"Nah bro, I think we shrunk!" Steve replies taking off his own earphones.
"Holy shit! It must be that remote dude, we have to get to it!"
The men look up at the towering table that makes getting the remote back quite daunting.
"Hey, boost me up!" Steve demands to Cam who has always been slightly taller.
Cam bends down and puts his hands out for Steve to step on them and he will boost him up like they are going up on a roof. That should get Steve up the bench sheet. But just as Steve is being boosted up, the two men dwindle again although not as strong as the first time.
"Yo, it's happening again!" Steve says as he watches the bench above him go way out of reach.
Cam let's go of Steve and they tumble over each other watching the table grow even taller as they become less than one foot tall and getting smaller.
"We won't be able to reach the remote at this rate, I think we have to get help", Cam mutters while looking up at the table dazed.
"From random ass people? Man, there has to be a better way." Steve retorts as he tries to scan around.
"I'm all ears if you can think of something, but there's some people around. We need to do something soon because I don't want to keep getting smaller."
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