You are a two inch human, known as a borrower. You had been living in Berrock City Apartments Complex for years. Usually, you live in the walls and floor of a trio of stoners. Brock, Corey, and Harv. It's nice. There's always food out, most of the time they're unconscious or distracted, and there's plenty of clutter to hide behind.

One day you went to grab some of the pizza left on the table, thinking the stoners were asleep. But then you were interrupted by a shout from one of them.

"ROACH! ROACH ON THE TABLE!" "HOLY SHIT!?" "GET IT DUDE! GET IT!"

You ran as one tried to throw a heavy duty boot at you. It hit your leg, but you continued to run despite the pain. You went to the vent, only to find it locked shut. You're cornered and look back to see them corning you. A mixture of freaked out, confused, curious, and just overall disoriented.