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Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
I turned. Why is water dripping on my face? Why am I so cold? I know I'm a heavy sleeper, but to sleep through a water pipe bursting is new....I groaned as I started to open my eyes... I expected to be in my room in bed..... but when I opened my eyes, I saw a towering crumbling city. I was  down in the middle of an empty street. Rain pouring down, the over casted rain clouds give the decimating city a creepy feeling. Causing a shiver of cold uneasiness to wash over me. The pj's I was wearing was soaked through. Not surprising as it was just a loose tank top and shorts.

Huh? How the fuck did I even get here? Or better question, where the fuck am I? Ok.... one step at a time leco..... one step at a time. Maybe this is a dream?
The continuous drops of rain falling on me makes me think otherwise..
Maybe it's a lucid dream? But I've never lucid dreamed before.... had crazy dreams but never felt anything from them..... ok, I better get up... no time to be scared, I need to figure out where I am.

I get up. a bit fast for my body, I felt dizzy, as I see purple flash before my eyes as i stumbled a little but luckily didn't fall over. Common occurrence, that only lasted a second, but still disorienting..... ok, well, that felt real as well..... great.... ok, let's treat this like it's not a dream... don't panic.....asses the situation....then panic later.
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Breathe in....
Breathe out...
Ok... you can do this leco. I opened my eyes again as I stood up straight. Located my surroundings, it looked like a old fashioned city, the kind you see you would find in pictures of the great depression. The colors were few, and dull. There were a few big broken box tvs down the long street...... wait big? What the fuck....how are they that big....they were almost as tall as me if not bigger....now that I'm looking around almost everything looks like it was for giants....wait how small exactly was I? Crap.... stay positive leco...stay positive....

Ok, not helping... let's get a move on... i need to find a suitable shelter from this rain. And something dry to change into. If I stay in these wet pj's, I'll probably going to get sick. It would be dangerous to get sick in an unfamiliar place..... now where will I find clothes that will fit me.... wait, what kind of clothes will fit me? With how big everything is, kids, or doll clothes might fit. Where can I find those? And shoes....I'm going to need shoes..with how much broken glass from these tvs on the ground. It wouldn't be safe to travel without shoes.

Hazards broken glass, uneven terrain, and the possibility of getting sick easier. Shelter and clothes are a priority, who knows how long I'm here for. Weather I wake up, or...... ok let's not think about that yet. Let's figure out where I am first.   And find out how small I am exactly.....or did I get younger? I'm 22....I hope it was only getting smaller. I already look too young for my age.

Sigh....well figure it out. At least mentally I felt the same as I was before going to bed. Who knows what I would have done if I mentally reverted as well.... probably cried. Like many children, my younger self was very dependent on parents. As I grew older, I became more independent, but not as social. I have no problem socializing, but would I go out of my way to? No, not really. Normally I would just go to work and home like clockwork. Maybe stop by a starbuys, or reindeer* for a drink on the way home. Then on my days off I'd go to the laundry mat and store for groceries while I wait for the laundry cycles to end.

If I ever get back, I need to get out more....well let's see. How about heading down this street for now, and get an idea of where I am. Or even a city name. I don't remember there being a abandoned city anywhere near the city where I live though.

I head down the street, being careful of the glass littering the street, if I look at the buildings it looks to be somewhere downtown? They mostly look like business offices, and department stores. Wait.... department stores! They might have clothes that will fit me.... great....I'm plotting to steal from a store.... do I need to, if I find somewhere dry my clothes will eventually dry on their own....ok that it, I'll find shelter. If I absolutely need to, I'll come back.

Even though everything looks abandoned, who knows if it actually is. Not to mention this place is giving me the creeps, with the almost haunted stillness in the air and the chill from the rain, sending a shiver of uneasiness through me. My instincts was tell me that something about this place wasn't right.

Like it told me I wasn't prepared for what was in there.....now that I think about it should I really be walking out in the middle of the street? I mean from where I'm at, I'm like a sitting duck.

.3rd person pov.

She scurried to the sidewalk opposite of the department stores, unknown to her the window mannequins eyes watching her every move. Their plastic like hands clinched as they hid their razor-sharp nails into their palms. The painted burgundy lips frowned from the unnerving smile that previously graced their rigid features. After the girl disappeared down the street out of the predatory eyes of the tall fashion dolls. Their lips moved to a quiet snarl, showing sharp metal teeth. One by one they crept back into the darkness of the store.

The girl wearily walked down the maze of city streets, several hours later entered the apartment complex district. Looking for a place accessible for her to enter. Her size making it hard to even get in. She peeked down alleyways and found a fire escape

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