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So we went inside, and there we see literally tens of thousands of tiny people, no bigger than our pinkie fingers. They were all crowded in the room, on the floor and on the furniture, unable to get outside. It appears they have been there for at least several weeks now. They were running out of food, and they were all fighting for their survival. They acted like animals, some were so hungry that they started cannibalizing the dead.

As we entered the room we inevitably stepped on some of them, squashing them dead. A light shiver moved down our spines as we felt their tiny bones breaking against the skins of our soles. The cries and screams that filled the room became louder around us. I could make out a mother crying for her child and trying helplessly to push my foot away. I kicked her away; what else could I do?

"Try not to move too much, okay? I don't want to hurt them." Kay bent down and plucked a little woman from the floor. We all gathered around in circle, trying to take as little steps as we possibly could. Our feet were getting bloodier with each step. We all stared at the tiny woman in Kay's hand. The woman had traces of makeup on her face, her hair was still gathered in a bow, but her clothes were all dirty and torn. She moves around Kay's hand frantically, hyperventilating in fear. Kay moved her index finger of her other hand over the woman's chest to pin the her down.

And then something happened. Something none of us could have expected or be prepared for. The walls of the rooms started to expand and the room was getting bigger around us. No, we weren't shrinking. Everything else remained the same size, but the room was getting bigger. The doors were getting further and further away from us and the ceiling was getting higher and higher, and in just a few seconds they were so far we just couldn't see them anymore. All that was above was blackness. All that was in the horizon was blackness. And the floor was still full of those tiny people. But there were more of them - a lot more. We didn't know where they came from and how they got there, but for as far as the endless room was spread, there they were - only getting more and more crowded.

We felt them pushed around our feet. So crowded, so many of them. No place for them to move anymore, they were pushed atop of each other. They became the floor. A floor of tiny, crowded human beings. We had to keep moving our feet so we don't sink down the sea of the tiny pieces of living flesh.

And eventually, it stopped. We didn't know how many layers of tines there were under our feet; for all we knew it could be infinite. All the furniture that once was in the room was buried. At least we didn't sink anymore. Standing on the floor of tinies, we moved our gazes back to Kay's hand, and the tiny woman pinned against her palm.

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So we went inside, and there we see literally tens of thousands of tiny people, no bigger than our pinkie fingers. They were all crowded in the room, on the floor and on the furniture, unable to get outside. It appears they have been there for at least several weeks now. They were running out of food, and they were all fighting for their survival. They acted like animals, some were so hungry that they started cannibalizing the dead.

As we entered the room we inevitably stepped on some of them, squashing them dead. A light shiver moved down our spines as we felt their tiny bones breaking against the skins of our soles. The cries and screams that filled the room became louder around us. I could make out a mother crying for her child and trying helplessly to push my foot away. I kicked her away; what else could I do?

"Try not to move too much, okay? I don't want to hurt them." Kay bent down and plucked a little woman from the floor. We all gathered around in circle, trying to take as little steps as we possibly could. Our feet were getting bloodier with each step. We all stared at the tiny woman in Kay's hand. The woman had traces of makeup on her face, her hair was still gathered in a bow, but her clothes were all dirty and torn. She moves around Kay's hand frantically, hyperventilating in fear. Kay moved her index finger of her other hand over the woman's chest to pin the her down.

And then something happened. Something none of us could have expected or be prepared for. The walls of the rooms started to expand and the room was getting bigger around us. No, we weren't shrinking. Everything else remained the same size, but the room was getting bigger. The doors were getting further and further away from us and the ceiling was getting higher and higher, and in just a few seconds they were so far we just couldn't see them anymore. All that was above was blackness. All that was in the horizon was blackness. And the floor was still full of those tiny people. But there were more of them - a lot more. We didn't know where they came from and how they got there, but for as far as the endless room was spread, there they were - only getting more and more crowded.

We felt them pushed around our feet. So crowded, so many of them. No place for them to move anymore, they were pushed atop of each other. They became the floor. A floor of tiny, crowded human beings. We had to keep moving our feet so we don't sink down the sea of the tiny pieces of living flesh.

And eventually, it stopped. We didn't know how many layers of tines there were under our feet; for all we knew it could be infinite. All the furniture that once was in the room was buried. At least we didn't sink anymore. Standing on the floor of tinies, we moved our gazes back to Kay's hand, and the tiny woman pinned against her palm.