Not A Toy 063

Maisie couldn't be sure if it was her size that made her choose as she did, but going beneath the desk seemed like best option. She dropped to knees and scrambled as quick as she could. It was a bizarre realization that when she began running across the room, she wouldn't have fit here but she knew for certain if she crawled onto the ground she might find some kind of safe haven from her enormous pursuer.

She considered her choice. The table itself was enormous, but even compared to Sophie it was a large piece of furniture and it appeared to be one assembled piece, which meant it would likely be quite heavy. Hopefully that meant the stranger would have trouble moving it, the tiny woman swallowed nervously as she knew that the redhead could shrink the table as well but... surely if she did then too many things in this room were being affected by her device - too many to easily explain away at least, and the secrecy of this invention seemed important to her. What was more, the giant woman couldn't get her hand under the table if Maisie crawled far enough. Sure, it wasn't a long term solution but the tiny woman was panicking and this seemed to be her very best option.

The footsteps sounded loudly behind her. Shaking the shrunken graduate from her thoughts as she realized she was getting ahead of herself. Awkwardly she lay onto the floor and dragged herself against the wood, scurrying beneath the table like some frightened bug. She pushed herself to move as quickly, but she was outpaced easily by the redhead when she was on foot, prone as she was now her speed was even further reduced. She gritted her teeth as her eyes adjusted to the gloom beneath the table and with a quiet revulsion Maisie saw the dust and dirt that awaited her. The rest of the room was well kept, but it was clear the cleaners didn't get beneath this often, if at all. She couldn't believe the size of the dust clumps compared to her, but she didn't have time to be off-put by such things.

Sophie looked down at the fleeing girl who was making a more impressive escape attempt than the other woman. The scientist inwardly frowned against such a thought; already she was calling what she was seeing an 'escape attempt' which made her second guess her own actions. Sophie steeled herself though - she only used such a term because of the way they were acting - running and yelling like they were! This was all a big misunderstanding on their part.

She watched as the tiny woman lay flat on the ground and began crawling out of sight! Retrieving her from there could actually prove difficult, and would waste time - Sophie took one more hurried step, and she was suddenly behind the crawling twenty-something.

She knelt down, and her hand shot out towards her quarry - the girl was nearly half out sight, but Sophie was larger and faster.

Maisie scurried, crawled, dragged herself across the floor, she was nearly away she just had to...

"Gotcha!" Echoed a voice.

Maisie's body tensed as she felt something warm and soft take hold of her leg! Oh god. They were fingers! Immediately she scrambled and kicked, trying to buck the woman's hand away but found her strength was positively useless against the grip that now ensnared her. Then, the girl felt herself being dragged. Maisie screamed as she was pulled across the floor, her hands shooting out ahead of her to try and grip onto something, anything!

But it wasn't enough - a simple thumb and index finger was all it took to put an end to Maisie's escape and drag her into the light.