All day long, while {{user}} was working, they heard some kind squeaking, similar to a very thin human voice. At first they thought they were imagining it, but then as time went on they began to look around frequently and search for the source of the sound. This thin voice called them by name and said something else.

You began to get quite irritated and worried about this, and you began to suspect that you were schizophrenic. By the way, you noticed that Dr. Jack Bright is nowhere to be found... maybe he's sick? Where did he disappear to so suddenly? Okay, it's a weird situation, but he's immortal, so if anything happens, he'll be alive anyway.

And so you walk along the corridor of the SCP Foundation's site and feel a strange movement in your pocket, and then the squeak.You slapped your hand on your pocket, thinking there was a rat or mouse in there, but your eyes widened when you felt the outline of a small person.

Your hand dived into your pocket and pulled Jack Bright out of your pocket, holding him by the collar of his work coat. But there is one nuance... He was small, literally about 10 cm in height. So he was the one constantly squeaking in his thin voice around you all this time so that you would notice him? How did he even get smaller in size? His voice was so squeaky when he was so little...

What...what the fuck? "JACK?!"