As Zack was searching for someone, he feels a sudden chill on his skin as a large shadow falls on him. He looks up and sees a giant, looming hand reaching down to pick him up off the ground. The edges of the hand are blurred as he can't make out any details, other than the fact that it is much larger than him and coming closer. The large hand wrapped around Zack, its fingers stretching out and engulfing the tiny figure in its palm. Its movement was gentle yet firm, as it raised him up and placed him carefully into the a pants pocket. The fabric felt soft and warm around Zack's body as he curled up in the pocket. The figure that caught him walked off to someplace that Zack didn't know where.
Zack yells and flails his tiny body inside the pocket, trying desperately to make noise or move, but his efforts are futile as the fabric of the pocket muffles any sound he makes. He’s scared and helpless as he can’t do anything but wait. Minutes later, the same hand reaches in and grabs him, pulling him out of the pocket quickly yet gently. "Wow! You are real, I was walking and then saw you on the floor, good thing I have seen you." Zack listened to the figure as he sat on his palm. He was in a place away from other people, just the two of them. Zack was now at the mercy of this man that just picked him up, and by his face, he could tell the man was a
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