Stew laughed nervously. He wasn't sure what the tall dude was up to with the burlap sack, but with Megan there he didn't think he was in any real danger. It was odd though, kept expecting to feel the rough burlap go taut against his head. Instead it kept descending over him. The potato sack shouldn't have gone much passed his waist, but he could feel the sack rustling over his thighs, knees, and then he was suddenly upside down and falling in a huge burlap sack. The mesh in the bag were like tiny two inch windows on the world as he fell. He could see a distorted giant version of Megan through the sack. He landed with a thud in the bottom of the sack. He started to climb the burlap like a rope ladder.
Outside the bag, the voice of the tall man boomed like thunder.
"Now for my second trick!" the man boomed.
"W-w-w-hat happened to Stewie? Are you a magician?"
"You could say that," the giant said holding up a jeweled pendant, "You appear to be a sophisticated lady. This belonged to my grandmother. Isn't it lovely? Notice how the light reflects off the stones?" He began to let the pendant swing slowly back and forth.
"My it is pretty," Megan said sleepily.
"Megan!" squeaked tiny Stewie.
The tall man droned on hypnotically...