“No word from Sam,” Freddy said with a shrug as he put his phone back in his pocket. “Guess she’s not home.”
“Should we head up?” Amber said, hopping to her feet and grabbing a hunting rifle. She made sure there was a round in the chamber and slung it over her shoulder. She also grabbed and automatic pistol and placed it her holster.
“Yeah let’s go,” Freddy responded, grabbing his equipment as well. Terence followed suit with his equipment as the trio made their way to the apartment.
“Does someone have the remote?” Terence asked, trying to mask the nervousness in his voice.
Freddy rolled his eyes while Amber let out a slight laugh. “Yes rookie,” she giggled.
As the three coworkers exited the elevator on the third floor they walked towards Freddy’s apartment. Unlocking the door, an eerie quietness was looming over the apartment. “Huh, told you she wasn’t home,” Freddy said.
“Alright, you losers ready?” Amber said, grabbing the remote which was connected to the truck. The truck held an expensive and unique piece of equipment inside of it. It had a remotely activated shrink ray, which could regrow people using a controller once they got close enough.
“You guys sure this is safe?” Terence said. Clearly his nerves were showing, as Amber took scans of each of the three of them.
“Too late!” Amber said in excitement and activated the remote. In an instant, the trio stood only a half centimeter tall on the floor. “Let’s start exploring and kill some bugs,” Amber said with a neck crack.
“Hah! Good luck!” responded Freddy. “We keep this place fucking clean!”
The trio walked through the shag carpet, with some strands as tall as their entire bodies. They walked past the base of a door with the lights off on the other side. It was Samantha’s room. They tiny coworkers continued their exploration towards the open floor of the kitchen
While the trio remained on the kitchen floor and continued to explore, a key slid into the outer lock of Freddy’s apartment. The door opened then shut immediately after. “ANYONE HOME?” a booming voice called out. There was no answer, and this giant person slid off their shoes and began to make their way to the kitchen.
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