Jon's world was dark. The clothes had once covered her were now an enormous tent to a tiny, tiny woman. She crawled to the edge, no more than six inches tall.
Peering outside at a world of dining giants, terror shot through her head and no ideas appeared formed. Just tears in her eyes. Where was Karyn?
Suddenly, her world began to shake. It was a mall janitor, lifting the pile of empty clothes and dumping it into a garbage can. Jon clutched an enormous bra strap and hung on for her dear life.
She landed with a thud, but was cushioned by the clothing. The world stank of garbage, but she peered out. She was inside a cavernous can of trash, being pushed around the mall. No idea what would happen, next, John could only wait.
