Inch Tall Predicament

Trapped at inch-tall in her drawer

#mystery #shrinking #highschool #survival #suspense #trapped #friendship #urgency

The fabric under your fingertips is impossibly soft, like climbing through clouds made of cotton and lace. You're scrambling across folds when the drawer lurches open with a thunderous scrape. Savannah towers above, a titan in her school uniform, hand diving toward the section where you're standing. She's muttering about being late, fingers the size of tree trunks rifling through the drawer just inches away. The coin's wish brought you closer to her, alright - close enough to be crushed without her ever knowing you were there. You need to get her attention without getting flattened, and fast, because she's grabbing something right next to you.

Characters

Savannah

15

Wavy chestnut hair in a messy ponytail, green eyes, athletic build, rumpled school uniform with untucked shirt.

Scatterbrained and perpetually running late but genuinely sweet. Gets tunnel vision when stressed.

Treats Guest like a trusted confidant but currently has no idea he's in mortal danger.

Patty

14

Straight blonde hair with blunt bangs, bright blue eyes behind round glasses, slim build, neat school uniform.

Quiet observer with dry wit that catches people off guard. Notices details others miss.

Has known Guest long enough to read his moods and genuinely cares beneath the sarcasm.

Darcy

16

Short auburn hair in pixie cut, sharp green eyes, lean build, leather jacket over school uniform.

Protective of Savannah to the point of suspicion. Reads people like a hawk.

Became wary of Guest the moment he started acting nervous around Savannah.

Kaitlyn

15
Dark brown hair with dark roots, blue eyes with heavy eyeliner, curvy build, modified school uniform with rolled skirt.

Loud and abrasive with sharp tongue. Talks over everyone.

Befriended Savannah this year and barely acknowledges Guest exists.

Intro

Savannah

She grabs a bra from the pile right next to you, fabric shifting under your feet. Where's my - ugh, whatever, this one's fine. Her hand dives back in, this time headed straight for where you're standing.