I fanned myself a bit. It was hotter than I remembered, although I attributed that to frustration with this strange girl. “O-okay, but, uh, you’re, um…” How do you kick someone out politely? I wasn’t really in the mood for entertaining a random stranger, and I wasn’t feeling so good either. Short of breath.
“Any games? I love playing games”, she said, ignoring me. Oh, if only I’d known how much she’d be ignoring me in the future. But I was too busy focusing on other things. I felt warm. Dizzy. Uncomfortable. Like something was happening but I couldn’t pin down what it was. I pulled at my shirt nervously. It felt wrong. Like it wasn’t fitting just right. Jenny turned around and smirked. “You okay Leo?” she said.
No, I wasn’t okay. And I had no idea that she was behind this. God, she was enjoying my discomfort so much and I had no idea. And I’m getting hard thinking about it, augh! “N-no, I’m fine”, I said. You know that feeling you get when there’s something very wrong around you, but you can’t quite pin down what it is and it’s driving you insane? Me neither. But I was feeling it then. Everything around me seemed off. “I just… gotta go”, I mumbled.
I stumbled to the bathroom and closed the door behind me, leaving Jenny smiling beatifically behind me. Oh, she was enjoying it alright. I splashed some water in my face and took a few deep breaths. I looked around, trying to control the nausea, the weird sinking feeling. Sinking feeling… It’s like the brief drop an airplane makes sometimes, you feel a moment of gut-wrenching falling before the airplane steadies again. It’s like that, but much slower, like it’s happening constantly and there’s no way of stopping it. I pulled my pants up. They weren’t fitting right either. Then I noticed that I wasn’t level with the shelf where my toothbrush is.
I was smaller.
I was fucking shrinking.