Mario, so tiny that the vaguest breezes from the vents in the dorm room could knock him over, slowly made his way along the ridge that made up part of the wood grain on the desk. He had to go on all fours, to duck into the exaggerated crack, but it kept him out of sight.
Slowly, he crawled towards the edge of the desk and -soon- looked down on the descent to the floor, below.
It was impossible.
The drop was higher than a quarter of a mile to Mario's reduced perspective. Even if he could climb it, it was farther down than going over Niagra Falls in a barrel. How could he do it?
A powerful wind brushed past him, and Mario had to hold on for dear life in the tiny crack. He glanced at the air vent near the ceiling, scowling. Only a few days ago, he'd complained they didn't get enough air conditioning in their small, hot dorm room. Now, those tiny breezes were like hurricane winds!
Wait a sec...
Hurricane winds...
If he hadn't held on, he'd have been swept off of the desk in the direction of the wind!
Mario looked in that direction. There, about a mile away, was the gargantuan landscape that made up his overstuffed chair... The chair where the dust had fallen before Clay had sat upon it! If the wind carried him there...
But no. He'd be killed!
Or would he?
Didn't Adam once try to help him in his Physics classes by talking about something like surface-area-to-volume ratio? How smaller objects were less harmed by falls because their surface area ratio to their volume was drastically higher? Something about ants, even falling at terminal velocity, would never splat?
Another wind whipped past and Mario gritted his teeth, holding on for dear life.
He'd moved his chair and desk to that position so he'd always have the cooling vents blowing on him while he worked. Now, perhaps, it was his only hope.
Across the vast miles and miles of the tiny dorm room, Mario could see the shrinking Adam being warped by Clay's wishes. He *had* to do something...
Another wind came by and, steeling himself with a prayer to the Gods he only half believed in, Mario let go...