Small.

Running (Out of options)

What should Olly do?

A. Try and get under the floor

B. Run under the dresser

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This might be a dumb option, but it's my only option. I very quickly started running under the dresser, hoping to escape from the sight of whoever was in that bed. My heart was racing, my head was just filled with awful thoughts of what could happen. You don't think you're an over thinker until you're an inch tall and on the floor of-

Oh god

Oh no

I just stepped into a glue trap

I shouldn't have been surprised that there was something to stop rodents, but the fact I missed it? That just made me feel like a fool. Right now I'm completely out of options, and while I look at the bed, I'm very quickly realizing I'm also out of time.

The person getting out of the bed let out a yawn. From their voice and overall features, I could tell they were a woman. She had long, curly black hair and chocolate skin. She had kind, blue eyes and couldn't have been anywhere over five foot eight, but from my height they might as well have been three hundred feet tall. She seemed to go about their normal routine before walking over and looking under the dresser, and then seeing me.

Her eyes widened in shock at seeing an inch tall man in her house. I quickly tried to get the hell off of the glue trap I was stuck on to no avail. I was cowering in fear as the woman tore me off the glue trap. She picked me up and held me in a tight grip and flung me around in her hands. "What the...What the hell are you?" She said. I, being too afraid to answer, just tried to escape her grasp. She was holding me tight enough to hurt me. Did she not know, did she not care? I didn't know what, but I wasn't going to be able to do anything.

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What should Olly do?

A. Fight back!

B. Stay silent

C. Answer with a lie

D. Answer with the truth