Mark pinched Mike between his fingers and placed him on his tongue. He lit his cigarette, and could feel the tiny man tumbling around on the slick surface, and just barely hear his tiny coughs.
“Hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am,” Mark laughed rhetorically. He made his way across the tiny forest as he had the night before until he reached the small house.
He slowly made his way around the house, and as his gigantic shadow sat over it he saw two tiny men who appeared to be building a deck look up at him in total shock. They both began to run, and he chuckled as he scooped each one up and dropped them into his shirt pocket.
He could still feel Mike in his mouth, using his tongue to move the diminutive man around like a piece of hard candy.
Mark heard a car slam on its breaks, realizing his foot was in the way. He picked up the tiny car and looked inside. The man driving screamed in fear, which made Mark laugh. He easily ripped the door off and dumped the tiny man into his hand, and placed him with the others into his shirt pocket.
Mark made his way back to his boat, happy with his haul. He fished Mike out of his mouth and placed him onto the butt of a fresh cigarette, placed it between his lips, lit it, and let it dangle.
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