“Christina? Christina?! Where are you?!” Michael was becoming frantic. His girlfriend had been shrinking constantly lately, worse than it had ever been before. He had left for a moment to adjust the thermostat, as her miniscule body chilled quite easily. When he returned, he realized she had shrank, resulting in her becoming too small to see.
“I’m going to get a magnifying glass, hold on, if you can hear me,” Michael stated, with a worried quiver to his tone. Digging through a side table’s drawer, he found the magnifying glass. He went back to the area where the former one-inch tall Christina stood and began to search upon a cluttered desktop. Scouring through loose papers and eraser shavings, he came across a small speck, about as small as a grain of sand, she stood about a millimeter tall.
“Oh my lord. Christina, climb into my, uh, palm.” As Michael placed his massive hand out to Christina, she felt a large vibration and a thud. A brush