A/N I was going to wait until tomarrow to post this chapter, but then just a few minutes ago a recieved a review from Wolf of the Dawn and asked me to update and said please... twice. So here it is :)

Alec was tumbling head over heels into a deep, deep hole. As he fell, his body suddenly righted itself, as if an invisible hand and reached down and straightened him. Now he was falling feet first instead of flipping. As he fell he noticed shelves lining the dirt walls of the hole, stacked with random items: books, lamps, clocks, teddy bears, pens, ink pots, etc. After what seemed like hours to Alec, but very well could have been just mere minutes or seconds, he began to wonder if this hole really was what it seemed to be: bottomless. Even if it wasn't, after the amount of time he'd been falling and the velocity he must be going, he would surly die on impact. It was then he saw the floor. It came upon him fast, but just as his feet were about to touch the ground, his whole body jerked to a stop. He hung in the air for a moment before he dropped down, straight on his behind.

Alec stood up, rubbing the spot of impact, and looked around. He was in a room with a small round table in the middle and a little tiny door on the opposite wall. He glanced above him at the hole, knowing there was no way he would be able to get back out that way, before walking over to the door.

The door stood about as high as his palm and was even smaller than what he had first thought. There was obviously no way he could fit through the door. He was stuck there. He turned around angrily, angry at Jace for getting him into this mess, angry at himself for following him, and angry at whoever had built this stupid, stupid hole, and brought his foot back to kick the table before noticing something he hadn't before. There as a bottle on the table with a little label on it that said drink me. A million things ran through Alec's head, poison being one that frequented, but decided that even if it did kill him it wouldn't matter. With no way out he was stuck here for life anyway.

He popped of the top and chugged it down.

Alec immediately felt something happening to his body, though he couldn't identify what. There was a roaring in his ears and he felt his stomach clench as a tingling enveloped his body that was not painful, but very uncomfortable. He clenched his eyes closed against the foreign feeling. Above the roaring, he could just make out the squeaking of his sneakers against the floor.

Then, just as suddenly as it began, it stopped. The tingling was gone and he no longer heard the roaring. He opened his eyes slowly and marveled at what he saw.

The table that before stood about the height of his knees now towered above him like a skyscraper. How did it get so big? As he looked around some more he realized it wasn't the table that had gotten bigger. The ceiling was higher and when he turned around the teeny tiny door was just his size. He had shrunk.

What now? He thought to himself. What do you do when you fall down a ridiculously deep hole, find yourself in a mysterious room, drink a questionable beverage, and shrink to the size of a mouse?

You go through a tiny door, of course.

Alec sighed and opened the door to find a forest behind it. A normal sized forest. Which made him the smallest creature out there. He suddenly pictured himself being swallowed up by snakes, snatched up by birds, stepped on by giant boots, getting caught in giant spider webs. He spun on his heel to rush back through the door but the door had already swung shut, leaving him abandoned in the gargantuan wilderness. Alec grabbed the door knob with both hands and twisted it, first left, then right, then left again, right, left, right, left, before finally giving up and giving the solid wood door a good hard kick that left him hopping on one foot and cursing into oblivion.