"Can you read it, Taylor?" The other giant skater asks his friend holding the book.
"Not sure, Jake. Looks like it's in some really ancient language or something."
Alan cringes, his back against the huge leg supporting the bench. The huge sneakers the giants are wearing look quite formidable to the tiny 18-year-old.
These guys are about his same age, but they're in a league of their own when it comes to size. Alan cannot believe that anything could be so huge. He's finally getting to experience what it is like to be tiny and cowering in the shadow of giants. He is filled with both elation and pure adrenaline-pumping terror.
Alan takes a deep breath and steps from beneath the bench. He stands between the two enormous pairs of sneakers.
"Hey! Down here!" Alan screams. "Guys! Help!"
"What was that?" Jake, a dark-haired guy with a lean build, asks. "You hear something?"
Taylor, the blond-haired friend, tilts his head. "Some squeaky noise."
"Hey! Look down there!" Jake shouts.
Alan squeals in fright as a huge hand descends toward him. "No. Don't crush me!"
"It's a little man!" Jake exclaims as his fingers wrap around you.
Alan feels like he is caught in a crushing vise. "Please, be careful."
The giant lifts Alan toward his face. "Shit. It is a little dude!" Taylor exclaims.
"How'd you get so teeny, man?" Jake demands.
"The book...oof...please, you're squeezing me!" Alan shouts.
"Ease up," Taylor instructs his friend.
Jake eases his grip. "The book...I used a spell. Can you please look for the spell? I need to get back to my normal size."
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