The daily life and work of a major city's police chief were not the kinds of things just anyone could handle. That was a small piece of advice Damn Gant would happily share with anyone who asked. Upholding the law was not any one person's job, but Gant's position as police chief put him at the helm of quite at lot of the work involved.
A week ago, Damon Gant was only particularly concerned about everything his job would normally entail. Nothing out of the ordinary had been troubling him until just a day ago, now. On what had otherwise been a fairly normal day, he had made an exceedingly strange discovery. Seemingly from nowhere, he had developed a very intriguing sort of ability.
With a particular method of focusing his mind on anything in sight, he could manipulate the size of whatever, -- or, he guessed, whomever -- he desired. In testing this ability of his, he'd repeatedly increased and decreased his own height, as well as freely altering the size of numerous objects around his home and office.
Now, sitting at his desk in his office once more, he was awaiting the arrival of a test subject. His subordinates were generally loyal to their chief, -- one way or another -- and he hoped to exercise a bit of that authority on the person he had just summoned to his office.
As he waited, his thoughts were occupied by vivid daydreams of silencing those who insisted upon stirring up trouble in his city by reducing them to such a pitiful and puny size that they could no longer affect anyone's lives but their own, or making himself into a towering and powerful being that could enact justice upon the criminal element of his city with impunity.
His fingertips were drumming atop his desk when there came a knock at the door, across the room. He stopped, a smile appearing on his face.
"Come right in, please!" he announced. The door opened after a moment.
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