Quickly, I recalibrate the device to my normal size, and aim it at myself depressing the firing button. Nothing happens. Is it broken? I examine carefully, and suddenly realize it shrunk too, so from it's frame of reference I am normal size. I laugh to myself, as I try to figure out what settings to use. I'm maybe three inches tall based on the sneaker height sticking out from under the bed. Let's see King Kong was 10 times as big as a man, about 60 feet tall, but 3 inches enlarged 10 times is still under 3 feet. I start to work out the new settings, as the bed shakes violently. Oh, no the drunk is getting up.
THUD! The ground shakes. I fall to the floor dropping my device. I scramble after it. THUD! THUD! THUD! I'm staring at a giant toe sticking out of a leather sandal. The giant has stopped walking.
I cover my ears as I hear a horribly loud whistle drawing c
loser. I look toward the noise to see the drunken giant bending toward me. Reaching out. I fire the device at him to save myself.
The device hums loudly, and heats up in my hand. I am using a lot of power, I realize it takes a lot of power to grow a 6 foot tall man 24 times....I can read the headline in tomorrow's Sentinel "ATTACK OF THE 144 FOOT TALL MAN"
There is a bright flash, and the sound of cracking timbers. I dash under the bed as the roof falls in--or rather is pushed out by the expanding giant.
"Whoa! Lots of little people!" the giant booms. I hear screams, and people running. I look at my device. The battery is drained.