"Oh thank god there's water in here, I'm so thirsty," you say as you take a drink from the coffee table.
"Hey, what do you think is in here?" Ray asks as he rummages through a drawer in an end table in the corner.
"Ray, that's not yours. Cut it out," you scold him. He turns around chuckling, clutching what appears to be a wand.
"Oooh, I'm gonna do some magic on you!" he laughs.
"Put it down dude," you say. "We need to leave." But with a flick of Ray's wrist, a blue beam of light shoots out of the wand and into your chest. The entire room becomes a vertical blur as you rapidly reduce in height. The blue light disappears as you hold your head, dizzy. Your tank top and jeans are intact, but you realize that the impact of whatever that was knocked your flip-flops off.
"I told you not to screw around in here," you say to Ray. "Now let's get... out..." your voice trails off as you open your eyes and realize you're now standing on a giant flip-flop.
"Oh my god!" Ray exclaims. "You shrank!" You look ahead and see Ray's boat shoes shuffling toward you. He towers above with a shocked look on his face, and you estimate that you're only as tall as his ankles.
"What the FUCK!" you yell, although your voice is much quieter than it used to be. "This place is haunted!" you panic. Now what?
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