Timothy started as the door rattled suddenly. "Sir?" came a questioning voice from behind it.
"Crap!" he hissed as his mind struggled for some sort of diversion; the constantly shrinking world around him made it a pretty difficult ideal, though.
"Um, yes?" Timothy tried to make his voice as light as possible, though as he neared the 8 foot mark that seemed laughable.
"I was just..." the voice outside paused for a moment, seemingly confused. For a few seconds, everything was silent...except for the groaning floor under Timothy's feet.
"Yes, what is it? I'm in the shower." Timothy tried to sound impatient without sounding threatening. Truth be told, he was about as bewildered as the fellow standing outside the door.
"Oh! Well, I didn't want to bother you or anything; there's just something that was delivered here just now that I didn't mean to let go. It's a...family heirloom, you see, really valuable, and my maid quite mistakenly put it in the things to go to salvage." The voice sounded nervous, timid...but beyond that, almost..effeminate, but definitely male. It sounded a lot like Tim's...well, it would have if he weren't cresting nine feet at the moment.
Tim's mind raced; could this man be looking for the very box that had done this to him? If so, he would most likely have answers...and he would know how to shut it off! If not, he would probably know about it anyway. Why wouldn't if they had a magical device somewhere in their house?
Still, if this man didn't know anything...it would leave Tim in a bind indeed.
"All right," he sighed hesitantly. "Give me a minute or two to get some clothes on."
There was another bout of silence in which Tim was sure he added a full foot to his height. "OK," the voice replied. It has an odd quality to it; Tim couldn't quite place it, but it sounded hopeful, nervous and defeated all at once. Did this guy know what was going on already?
Timothy pulled the shades to his sole window and looked around frantically. He pulled a bedsheet and covered himself with it, though it didn't cover much of his expansive, ten-foot frame. He was still growing, too...in a few moments hiding behind something would be next to impossible.
For not the first time this morning, his mind puzzled. There was a small door in back that he could sneak out of if he wanted to...but that would risk him being spotted, and he still wouldn't have any answers. But letting this guy in would be just as big a risk. He looked at the box and then the door frantically, growing all the while...
He didn't have a lot of time to make a decision.