Not A Toy 075

The world has finally gone still, or at least far closer to still than it had been moments ago. Jenna felt her body pressed by the weight of the woman's phone, she grunted as she tried to pry the device off her, it shouldn't have been impossible but the added weight of the water bottle meant that the shrunken woman's diminished strength was struggling to meet the challenge. The teacher gritted her teeth and tried to anchor herself, but her elbow slipped on the fabric of the bag and with a girlish yelp the phone collapsed over her form. Her world went dark as she was squashed under the weight, she was flat on her stomach and the only illumination were faint peeks of light ahead of her; and so the dwindled teacher had no choice but to crawl towards it. Her body was dragged along the dusty lining of her prison, she grunted and gasped as she crawled like a soldier in boot camp, and after what felt like an embarrassingly long time, emerged from beneath her cramped confinement. The woman thankful she didn't experience claustrophobia, her face contorted as she slowly, awkwardly pulled herself from beneath the phone.

As this happened, Maisie faced her own challenge. She had barely any idea of how it had occurred, but the Bluetooth speaker had collared itself around her neck in the chaos. She at least wasn't trapped beneath the everyday objects but still found the device awkward to remove. She tried not to panic, and yet each time she yanked in a direction she felt her hair pulled, and what was more, the device was awkwardly heavy in her shrunken state. The graduate threw her legs beneath her as she sat up and tried to free herself. She was so consumed as she was, she hadn't realized she had lost sight of her shrunken companion. Yet as if in response, the woman who was meant to interview her earlier peeked out from beneath the phone.

Wordlessly, the two regarded each other for a moment as Jenna clambered to her feet. She stepped over a seemingly giant mascara brush and assisted her tangled companion. 

"Bend your head." Said Jenna quietly but firmly. Her teacher instincts took over as she felt like she was helping some clumsy child.

After some manoeuvring, the headset was finally lifted from Maisie's neck, and the younger woman let out a gasp of relief. She rubbed the back of her neck and quietly muttered her thanks to her cellmate.

Maisie slowly rose to her feet, and the pair felt their world 'lean' for a moment as it was clear that the car was making a turn. The sound of the engine rumbling beneath them, muted thanks to their musty prison.

They each took in their surroundings, realizing the environment felt more warped and cramped than it had before. What was more, the opening of the purse seemed far closer - without thinking, Jenna briefly hoped somehow she had regained a modicum of size before understanding that the bag was merely slumped and leaning, seemingly lowering their 'way out'. The walls of their prison were curved, looking almost bloated - and the shrunken women couldn't escape the sense they were trapped in the stomach of some giant.

At last, it was Maisie who broke the silence. "So, what... what do we do?"

Jenna took a beat before responding. "Climbing out might actually be possible now..."

Both women sounded exhausted.

"I guess, but..."

Jenna pursed her lips, her eyes travelling to the 'exit' above them. "What would we do once we got out..."

Maisie had to crouch, unable to stand within the now slouched confines. "Even if we could somehow open the door, I don't exactly want to jump out of a car while its moving... less so while we're..." She left the sentence unfinished, still reluctant to voice what had happened to them.

Jenna sighed. "And reasoning with that woman doesn't seem like much of an option." Her voice laced with anger. "There's got to be something..." 

The teacher stepped towards the lip of the bag, like it was the maw of some sleeping creature. Maisie moved beside her, the weary pair looking out into the world that had no idea they were trapped inside a strange woman's handbag.