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Freefall.

That's what Dib thought as the light disappeared above him. He's freefalling into what could be an alien trap. And for what? An enemy that was probably tricking him? There was probably a trap at the bottom. Or worse: nothing. He would simply hit the ground and die. Yeah, pleasant thoughts, Dib.

What surprised Dib was the lights he passed on the way down. Even with the light of the world above disappearing, there were still -and here's the odd thing- street lights lighting the way down the impossibly long rabbit hole. Now that he thought about it, he never had seen that rabbit. This could very well be a trap.

Of course, all thought drained out of his head when he passed books, assorted furniture, and a piano on his way down. All these things are impossible! Surely this is some illusion. Like that one time Zim made him live out a possible future just to determine if he threw a muffin at said Irken. Had Dib ever mentioned Zim was nuts? Surely, he's mentioned it.

Dib saw the ground rapidly approaching. There was no trap; no Zim. Just a hole to the far left of the floor. Way too far for Dib to reach. He'd just have to shut his eyes and hope death wasn't to painful. He also hoped Gaz wouldn't bring him back to life just to doom him for not walking her home. THAT would be a nightmare.

And he hit the floor.

Actually, to be more precise, he crashed through the floor, leaving a second gaping hole behind. The boy crashed through the floor to a second floor that didn't crack. Or to be more precise... a ceiling. Dib only barely registered the chandelier dangling next to him when he fell from the ceiling to the floor he crashed through.

Ouch.

Dib waited a moment for his limbs to adjust to the shock, then picked himself off the floor. Surprisingly enough, his body wasn't in much -or any, now that he thought about it- pain from the fall and collision he just suffered. Normally, that kind of shock would have killed a person! Where Dib was, it completely disregarded the laws of reality. Curious.

Now Dib got a good look at the room he had -quite literally- broken into. The walls were white; the floors had a checkerboard pattern. Doors alined the curious corridor. A table stood in the middle of the room. Not paying attention to anything else, Dib walked over to a door and tried to open it. Locked.

So he tried the next one. Same results.

This continued on until Dib finally realized that every door was locked. Somewhat depressed, he looked to the table for the first time and found a key on top of it. He frowned at his own stupidity and picked it up. A bit wary, he tried the key in the first hole; it didn't work. And the next one...

Finally, it unlocked a door only a mouse could get through.

Well, that really helps, Dib thought sarcastically. It was then he noticed a second item on the table; a bottle with the label 'Drink Me'. Dib set the key on the table, and looked the bottle over. He wasn't the trusting kind, and this seemed way too suspicious to be true. Well, one sip couldn't hurt...

Dib took a sip of the bottle, and set it back down on the table. What happened next was simply impossible. Dib watched in amazement as everything around him grew at an exponential rate. Then it occurred to him that the room wasn't growing; he was shrinking. And so it would seem, that was true. Now, he was the size of a mouse; the perfect size to go through the door.

However, once he reached it, he found the door had relocked itself. And the key was on top of the table. Which he could no longer reach. Great. Just his luck, in a sense.

Dib wandered back over to the table, when he spotted something. It looked like... cake? Yes, cake was stationed at the bottom of the table, with the instruction 'eat me' written on it. Dib took it, unsure what he should do, before he bit into it twice. The effect was almost immediate. Dib grew to twice the size he was before, crowding the room and forcing himself to crouch in the corner. Right now, he was really hoping Zim couldn't see him; he was already teased about having a big head, he didn't need this added to that.

A solution popped into Dib's head. If two bites turned me into a giant, then one sip will turn me back to normal! Hopefully his math wasn't wrong. And it proved to be not, as one sip of the concoction on the table turned him to his normal size. Grinning, he took the key, as well as another quick sip of the strange potion, and unlocked the door.

Whatever be behind it was a mystery, but Dib was ready for whatever traps Zim might have laid.

DONE! As for Dib's clothing... well, Alice didn't need a clothing change until she met the hatter, am I right?