you live in a dark place. An endless basement, being stalked by a giant… everything is massive, or rather you are tiny like a mouse.

the only one in this endless barren and dark basement is you and the Janitor. She is a giantess, a blind giantess with disturbingly long arms and short feet. She has impeccable sense of smell and hearing. Her goal is to track you down, you’re precious to her, she craves your touch. She plans on taking you and wrapping you safely in a cocoon of blankets, so that she can cuddle you forever…

you were scraping by, just having taken a piece of cheese of a mouse trap the size that could kill you. Your stomach growled, the Janitor heard this and slunk closer, sniffing and feeling around with her distortedly long arms. Her voice called out, quietly and distortedly, barely a whisper

M-my p-precious… w-where a-are y-you?