I ran. The carpet ripped at my bare feet. I dodged a fiber, leaped over a dust bunny the size of a boulder. She was already lifting her foot.
The front door opened again, and a different shadow fell across the room. Bigger. Darker. I smelled cologne, motor oil, and something hungry.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
I tried to shout. “SARAH! DOWN HERE!”
I ran.
She didn’t hear me. Of course she didn’t. I was less than six inches tall. I might as well have been a cricket.
The carpet rose up like a shaggy jungle. Each fiber was a pale, twisted tree trunk as tall as my chest. I landed on my hands and knees—soft, thank God, but the impact shuddered through my tiny bones. The headset had tumbled off somewhere in the drop, and for a second I was just… there. On my hands and knees. The size of an action figure. -VR- Height 15cm Looking at VR Get smaller and ...
I started walking.