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"This place is...?" Maria glanced around, immediately sensing the eerie strangeness of this world.
She stood inside an enormous room, as if designed for titans, stretching hundreds of meters in every direction.
The ceiling soared impossibly high, almost lost in shadow. A massive bed dominated one corner, flanked by an oversized desk, scattered furniture, clothes strewn across the floor, a giant football, a baseball bat, and an enormous mirror.
Boxes lay scattered everywhere, and a door stood slightly ajar. Thick dust blanketed the entire space, giving the clear impression of long abandonment.
The windows were filthy, caked with grime, dust, and shreds of torn newspaper.
Maria and her family stood on the vast floor amid swirling dust and scattered objects, each one towering over them in terrifying scale.
The tower stood right behind them, but now it resembled nothing more than a huge toy.
"What the hell...?" Maria blurted out first.
"Did we shrink?!" Alma gasped.
