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The Man in the Ant Hill
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May 24th, 2009 - 12:12 am
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The change was immediate. Henry Pym was shrinking rapidly, too rapidly. In his excitement he'd forgotten to have the foresight of ensuring that once he had shrunk he would have a way of getting back to the growing solution.
He cried out as he saw the bottle receding from sight. The room got much, much bigger. When finally he stopped shrinking he couldn't estimate how small he really was- he had never before seen the world from this point of view.
"There's no way back now! I'm trapped like this forever. No one could possibly hear me." There had to be a way to get to the window ledge and the enlarging serum.
Perhaps if he could find some object to he could use as a marker to indicate his size...
It was at that moment that an ant came barreling toward him. An ant that happened to be as tall as he was.
Well, at least now he knew how tall he was.
Upon seeing an ant large and powerful enough to rip a grown man in two, Hank did what most humans would. He ran for his life.
"I never should have brought those ants home!" He lamented.
Hank reached the door to outside and squeezed between the cracks. He ran to the edge of the step and waited to see if the ant would follow.
Unfortunately for him the ant hadn't lost interest and appeared once again.
He had no choice. Hank jumped off the step onto the ground and straight into an ant hill.
Life hated him, it was the only explanation. |
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