“At this size?” Violet quipped. “What am I supposed to do? I’m like four inches tall! You want me to just… climb you?!”

”Ooh. If you’d like.” The Minimiser bit her lip. “You’ll have to get creative, shall we say? Besides, you’re easier to transport when small.”

“So I’m stuck at this size because you can’t kidnap someone your own size?”

”Oh no, not at all. It’s just easier, little one.” The Minimiser batted her eyelids. “I can make you whatever size I like. Watch!”

She fanned a hand out above Violet, and that prickly feeling overtook her once again as she could feel her body expanding. Clothes arguing, but expanding with her, she felt a little dizzy as her growth slowed down, and all of a sudden she was much bigger.

”See?”

Violet turned around and found that she was still only half The Minimiser’s size. Standing on the bed next to her - when did they get to a bed? - she couldn’t quite meet her captor’s gaze.

“…huh.” Violet mumbled.

”Pretty cool, right?” The Minimiser giggled. “Call it a trust exercise, little one. I can’t just grow you back to normal, can I? You’d escape!”

Violet grimaced. So that was her game. Whatever happened to the other kids was still a mystery, but she clearly wanted other kids to ‘play’ with, and she was the unfortunate volunteer. But how was she going to beat someone at their own game? Especially when they had all the cards?”

“So uh,” she gulped,