"What's this?" Scott asked himself out loud. Tim realized with a sigh that Scott was not looking at him, but rather at the chest. Tim knew he would have to show himself to Scott sooner or later to get help, but maybe if he watched Scott for a minute, he could pick a good time to speak up.
Tim heard Scott move, and he scurried around the stack of books in the other direction. The giant man moved surprisingly fast, but the vibrations that Tim felt with every crashing step allowed the tiny man to know which way to turn and still stay hidden.
Scott had moved over to the couch and Tim heard the springs creak as his large form sat down. "Hmmmm..." the air rumbled deeply. Tim peeked out from his hiding place to see the giant. He looked so much bigger, even though he was still almost 50 feet away to Tim. Huge arms reached out to the chest, each one bigger than a tree trunk. At the end of each arm were some scary-looking hairy hands, the size of a car. The whole body looked so big and heavy, as Tim allowed his eyes to move over the rest of Scott's form, his many face, his hairy pecs, his bulging crotch, his strong legs...
As Scott fiddled with the key, he grew frustrated and started pushing the chest roughly. Tim could feel the whole table shaking when finally Scott struck the right blow, on the first gem as he turned the key. The click was louder than Tim expected...