Thin, dark strands surround you from every direction. Each one significantly taller than you, and almost as wide. They sprawl out and form what is, to you, a massive forest unlike anything you've ever seen before. However, once you take in the familiar scent of shampoo - which is so strong that it's almost overwhelming - you realize what's happened...
You're stranded on top of your girlfriend's head, trapped within her hair!
Recognizing where you've landed after that wild ride, courtesy of that wicked witch, puts the surrounding scenery into a new perspective. Maggie, your girlfriend, is quite fond of a specific kind of shampoo. You'd easily recognize that aroma anywhere, even when it threatens to push your sense of smell to the limits. All of those weird-looking stalks around you? Merely just individual strands of her lovely brown hair. Although, now that you're the size of a speck, Maggie's hair looks rather alien. As does the rest of her scalp. If you didn't know any better, you might have guessed that Madame Rosella had sent you to another world entirely.
Fear strikes you as you sit and contemplate your impossible situation. Just how tiny did you shrink? Far less than 1/2 an inch tall. In fact, you might be lucky to stand against the lowest mark on an inch ruler. So small that there's no way your girlfriend could have noticed you during your 'flight'. Hell, she probably didn't even feel you when you landed down on her head.
"MAGGIE! MAGGIE!!" You scream as loudly as you can, hoping that since you're by her ears she might be able to hear you. Sadly, she does not seem to even notice your desperate pleas. As demoralizing as your failure is you realize that you're going to need to get her attention somehow if you want to survive this shrinking curse.
Right now, you can't even tell what she's doing. She seems to be sitting still, though. You figured that if she were walking or something, you'd feel each step of hers as a massive tremor. Good news for you, but you know she isn't going to sit around all day. You have to act fast and traverse your girlfriend's jungle-like scalp.
Breaking off into a run in no particular direction, you sprint in the hopes of finding Maggie's face. More importantly, her eyes or ears. If you could only get down to those crucial parts of her body, then just MAYBE you might have a chance of being found by her. After running for several minutes, and being impressed at how clean your girlfriend keeps her head and hair, you finally see a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. You're getting kind of tired, but push on for this last stretch, which reveals...
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