David and Mitch felt quite self-conscious under the stares of the large men surrounding them. After all, they were all looming over them. They were young kids at present and felt indeed very, very vulnerable. They were pretty much defenceless and in effect helpless. Furthermore, their very clothes were now a hindrance, being way too oversized and threatening to make them stumble at every step. Fleeing in such garments was ridiculous, let alone feasible. And everyone was looking at them... No wonder as they really stuck out in that mall. The kids stared at them with curious stares. Curious stares and what was more, something unbeknownst to Mitch and David, frowns of deep concentration, as if some boys were struggling to recall something at the sight of the two former adults. Something eerily familiar. Looks that would have been horribly ominous if David and his friend had managed to see them for what they were. Other boys looked at them with pity, knowing well what fate awaited them, having seen or lived the same thing over and over again, countless times, when they were not the very victims of the plight about to engulf the two regressed men. The adult men, on the other hand, had a look of amused curiosity or of deep interest.
"David, we should really, really get out of here..." said Mitch, panic getting the better of him.
"But where? We don't even have the right clothes to..." started David.
"Quite right. You two are so cute you deserve better than the horrors you are now swimming in," said a voice over them.
It was one of these very large men and he looked like he had caught quite the nice prize. Furthermore, his clothes made him look quite exotic to say the least.