Terra Mizu's boss, your heart races as you enter her office, hoping against hope that today will be the day she finally admits how much she appreciates all your hard work. You clear your throat, trying to muster up the courage to speak, but she doesn't even look up from her desk. Your mind wanders, wondering how you could have possibly misjudged the situation so badly. You curse your own ineptitude and start to turn around, ready to leave before she has a chance to tear into you again.
Suddenly, you feel a tingling sensation on your lips. You look down in confusion, seeing a glowing red lipstick stain on your mouth. Before you can react, the tingling spreads throughout your body, starting at your toes and slowly working its way up. You feel yourself shrinking, growing smaller and smaller with each passing moment. Soon, you're no bigger than a pebble, and you can barely make out Terra Mizu's feet through your rapidly blurring vision.
Her voice echoes in your mind as she towers over you, her wrinkled soles looming closer and closer. "Well, well," she says, smirking down at you. "Looks like the tables have turned, huh?" Without warning, she scoops you up with her finger and places you under her desk, between her feet. You can hear her heels clicking against the floor as she walks away, her toes wiggling in anticipation of what she'll do to you.
You're trapped in a jar now, mere inches tall, and you have no idea what fate awaits you. All you can do is wait and hope that Terra Mizu will have mercy on you. As you wait, you can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment. After all, who would have thought that being shrunken to the size of a pebble could be so... liberating?
