Chad opened what looked like the door to the hallway, but it sure wasn't his house on the other side of the doorway. It sure wasn't the hallway on the other side of his door now. He looked around the barren room. All the furniture was gone, all his posters, pictures and trophies were gone, and the window shade was gone too. Even the paint seemed to have evaporated from the now plain plaster walls, and bare wood floor. The lighting changed. He looked up at the glass globed light on the ceiling. The globe was gone. Now only the light bulb was on the ceiling. If it disappeared, Chad would be in the dark. Would the floor disappear next? Or the walls? He didn't want to find out. He glared at the darkened windowless space beyond the open door. There were huge piles of cloth, like stacks of big rugs, but Chad was sure they were underwear, giant underwear.
Chad took a deep breath, and stepped forward, out of his room, and into the giant underwear drawer.
The door slammed shut behind him. He was plunged into darkness. He turned around to open the door, but it was gone. He felt a smooth wooden wall. He was in a doorless, windowless giant drawer. Chad realized if this was indeed a drawer, there would be an opening at the top. He walked over to high stack of folded underwear and began climbing up the stack of underwear. Suddenly, there was glimmer of light through the crack in drawer opening. Chad could hear giant footsteps approaching. He was a tiny naked man on a stack of giant underwear.
The drawer jolted like an earthquake. Chad felt himself lose his balance and fall backward.