"Claud anything new," I asked as Steve and I walked through the old museum.

"Nope," my spunky haired best friend told me as she scanned the building again. "Hold up I'm getting something, down the hall take a left," that was all she had to say before Steve and I were running down the museum hallway. As we turned left we saw a man in all black holding... a baby rattle! He shook it and Steve and I collapsed a pounding headache already started. Myka and Pete soon entered from the other side of the hall and the man did the same thing to them. The world soon turned black as the last thing I see is the man running past a collapsed Myka and Pete.

4 hours later

I woke up in a pile of clothing that looked very similar to mine. I tried to sit up when I saw other piles of clothing one right next to me right where Steve once stood, and two other ones where Pete and Myka had been. "Steve," I said in a timid voice, why was my voice so high?

"What," I heard a cracking voice next to me. I looked over and saw Steve standing up almost fitting into his clothes, but they were still slightly too big for him like he had shrunk. I stood up I looked down and saw that the world had either gotten taller or I had somehow gotten to being as short as I was when I was 13. Looking around I saw Myka and Pete trying to stand up also. They were both shorter than before like Steve and I. I heard the pounding of footsteps and readied myself to fight as Claudia slid around the last corner. I relaxed and turned to look at the other guys and they relaxed too.

"Oh god," Claudia said. "Your dad is gonna kill me."