The more he contemplated the potency of the formula, the more the idea of an extremely small size appealed to him.
One inch would be nice, but half an inch would be nicer. But, then he asked himself, why stop there?
He imagined himself being a mere fraction of an inch, staring up at his handsome nephew.
"Zack would love it!" Bryan convinced himself.
He knew that shrinking himself that small could be considered extremely reckless, but he had never been someone to only throw himself into a project without going the extra mile.
The next morning, as time approached to drink his formula and shank himself to the size of a sixteenth of an inch, he began to feel nervous and have some second thoughts.
After all, he was going to be so small that even a mere inch mark on a ruler would span nearly 100 feet. "My God! Zack will look like he's a mile tall!"
Reflecting on that, he realized he was going to be so drastically small it might be difficult for Zack to notice him.
"If I am going to do this, I should at least write a note to Zack," he reasoned.
After all, he would need his nephew's help to regain his size once they had both enjoyed the "big" surprise.
He sat down at his table and carefully wrote out a note. He felt a little foolish putting the venture into words, but he felt more secure when he had finished, signed the note, and then folded and placed it inside the package that would provide his transport to Zack's college.
Now, all that was left to do was to shrink.
He stared at his vial of shrinking formula. He smiled faintly as he lifted it to his lips. He stood next to the kitchen table, looking down at the small cardboard box.
He drank the contents of the vial in a single gulp.
The speed of the shrinking process shocked him. With his size rapidly vanished, he barely managed to clamber onto the surface of his kitchen table. Less than a moment had passed since he had swallowed the formula before he found himself one-sixteenth of an inch in size. He had entered another realm.
The shipping carton now loomed like a nearly 400-foot-tall building from the vast plain of the surface of his kitchen table.
The alien vastness of everyday objects cast a spell that left the mote-sized scientist mesmerized.
His reverie ended, however, when his back door opened. His next-door neighbor, perhaps a few minutes early, had arrived to carry out his task of mailing Mr. Smith's package.
Tommy's entrance into the Smith home was accompanied by a world-shaking force of a springtime gust of wind that roared with insane speed across the vast tabletop to collide violently with the shrunken scientist...
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