Tiny

Jessica wasn't sure what had just happened. She found herself quite suddenly surrounded in darkness, though all around her she felt something that felt remarkably like cotton thread. She could hear voices coming from beyond the darkness, but whatever it was that was surrounding her was too thick for her to really make out any of the words that they were saying. She pushed against it, and could feel that it was soft and pliable, but it was too heavy for her to move easily. In the dark, she felt her way around, trying to find where the material was thinner and lighter, so that she might be able to make her way to freedom.

She had been having fun at the bar with some of her girlfriends, having a few drinks, but nowhere near enough to really get drunk. It was still early in the night, after all, and she wanted to enjoy herself - not wake up in the morning with a headache and a guy she had never met before. That had happened one too many times already. She had learned to count her drinks. But it was possible that someone had managed to slip something into her drink - as the thought entered her mind, she only became more terrified. Had she been kidnapped? Had they done something to her? There didn't seem to be a lapse in her memory between the drinks and the darkness, but such a sudden transition seemed even less likely to have simply happened than for her to have blacked out.

As she poked around, she suddenly saw a hole of light ahead of her when she lifted up a flap of the unknown material. Her eyes had to adjust to the light, so she couldn't quite tell what was on the other end of it, but she ran towards it regardless. Even if something terrible were on the other end of that light, at least then she would know what she was up against. She wanted to believe that that was better than blindly fumbling around as she had been. It had to be.

But she was not prepared for the sight that awaited her on the other side of that light. As her eyes adjusted, she recognized the area she was in. It was the same bar that she had been in with her friends - but the proportions were wrong. Everything was monumentally larger than it had been before the darkness. And the air in the bar had been hot, and while there was still an aura of warmth, she felt oddly cool.

"Jessica!"

The voices of her friends all calling out her name was staggeringly loud, and as she covered her ears and turned her head down to try and mitigate it, she was made abruptly aware of the fact that she was stark naked. Her face flushed intensely, and she tried to cover herself, but there was no way to completely cover her shame. She had no idea what had happened, and there was too much going on at once.

And then she was being lifted through the air by her waist, and she looked up to see Rachel placing her in an open palm, looking at her with wide eyes. "How did you get so small?" Rachel breathed in wonder and confusion.