Scott kicked the rest of his clothes out of the way and closed the lid of the chest. He shruged his tank top off and positioned his shrinking body squarely in front of the chest. 'Obviously, this is a man comfortable with his own naked body,' Tim thought to himself, enjoying the sight even as it dwindled in front of his eyes.
"Don't panic Scott," Scott said to himself unsteadily. His eyes darted to the open door again, and then back to the chest. "Let's just do it all again," Scott said, closing the lid of the chest. "That's what started it, that's what will stop it," he said out loud, trying to convince himself this was a good idea.
Tim nodded from his secret vantage point, approving of Scott's judgement. He also realized that it was better for Scott to run this experiment first. If it worked, Scott could help Tim out too. If not, Tim would spare himself a lot more trouble.
Scott hesitated, but when he started, he moved quickly, pressing the stone, turning the key and opening the lid. As expected, another waft of white fog lifted into the air and spread itself up Scott's arm. Scott and Tim both held their breath to see what would happen.