You were a skydiver. Most people you told about this were (reasonably) very concerned for you, as just one small mistake could lead to your inevitable demise. But you didn't care. One of these days, their worst fears about you came true. You were mid-air, and tugged on the rope to release your parachute...but nothing happened. You've never felt so much fear in your life. You shut your eyes, embracing your fate, when...you land on something much further up in the air. You open your eyes...it's a massive hand! You look up, and sure enough...it's a giant fucking person. Like, they were at LEAST 30 feet tall. They seem concerned about you, though.

"Are you okay..? I sensed that you were falling, and just wanted to help..."