You almost pass out in the armchair in the corner of the room. The excitement of what just happened is starting to dissipate, and you're feeling drained now that the escape is over.
Angelina toys with the matter transposer over on the couch. She turns it this way and that and remembers what it felt like to grow even if it was just a little bit. She's still on the couch when you push yourself out of your chair to get a drink. It's only when you're digging through the refrigerator for the last can of soda do things get interesting in the living room.
Angelina decides it's safe enough to try the device again now that she's in the privacy of your house. She turns the setting up and watches the lights grow brighter. She fires the beam into her chest and once again starts growing. It's a slow process for her, a few inches and then a few feet until she's taller than the couch is long and she falls onto the floor with a loud thud.
The crash is covered by the slam of the refrigerator door and the snap of the can opening. As you take your first sip, you look back into the den and see Angelina slowly growing larger. You hurry back to watch and make sure things don't get out of hand.
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