Safe... For Now.
The Women Are Shrinking!
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
notknown20
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The roach's mandibles snapped shut an inch behind her as she dove into the crack, her body wedging tightly into the narrow space.
"Agh!" she yelped as she felt her arms scrape against the rough edges. This crack was way tighter than the last one. But that didn't matter as long as she didn't end up as roach food.
The deafening sound of the roach's legs stopped just outside the crack. Carrie held her breath, her heart hammering in her chest as the insect loomed over her hiding spot. She could hear its legs clacking impatiently as it tried to reach her. For a moment, all she could see was its grotesque head trying to fit into the crack.
'I can't believe this. A roach. Of all things to attack me in my own house...it had to be a roach...' she thought.
Carrie pressed herself deeper into the crack, wishing she could disappear as the roach flicked its creepy antennae back and forth. Suddenly, the roach stopped. It lifted its head, its antennae twitching toward something else: a bread crumb. With another skittering of its legs, it scurried toward the crumb. It lowered its mandibles and tore into the crumb with ease, devouring it piece by piece.
Carrie exhaled slowly, not daring to venture out just yet. That roach seemed to have lost interest in her, but she wasn't totally certain. And even if the immediate danger was gone, her reality hadn't changed one bit. She was still minuscule. A tiny speck. Alone and trapped in her own house, where everything that once seemed small and insignificant had now become life-threatening.
She had to think of a plan. She couldn't stay hiding forever. But for the moment, all she could do was breathe heavily, her mind reeling from her near-death experience.
The roach's mandibles snapped shut an inch behind her as she dove into the crack, her body wedging tightly into the narrow space.
"Agh!" she yelped as she felt her arms scrape against the rough edges. This crack was way tighter than the last one. But that didn't matter as long as she didn't end up as roach food.
The deafening sound of the roach's legs stopped just outside the crack. Carrie held her breath, her heart hammering in her chest as the insect loomed over her hiding spot. She could hear its legs clacking impatiently as it tried to reach her. For a moment, all she could see was its grotesque head trying to fit into the crack.
'I can't believe this. A roach. Of all things to attack me in my own house...it had to be a roach...' she thought.
Carrie pressed herself deeper into the crack, wishing she could disappear as the roach flicked its creepy antennae back and forth. Suddenly, the roach stopped. It lifted its head, its antennae twitching toward something else: a bread crumb. With another skittering of its legs, it scurried toward the crumb. It lowered its mandibles and tore into the crumb with ease, devouring it piece by piece.
Carrie exhaled slowly, not daring to venture out just yet. That roach seemed to have lost interest in her, but she wasn't totally certain. And even if the immediate danger was gone, her reality hadn't changed one bit. She was still minuscule. A tiny speck. Alone and trapped in her own house, where everything that once seemed small and insignificant had now become life-threatening.
She had to think of a plan. She couldn't stay hiding forever. But for the moment, all she could do was breathe heavily, her mind reeling from her near-death experience.
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