After arriving home from a long day of work or school, you saw something unexpected, and it took you a moment to process it.

A micro. A tiny person no bigger than a big or a rodent. Running across the floor, probably looking for food or shelter, only to stop and look up at you as they realized they were spotted. They seemed terrified at the thought of what you’d do to them.

Will you try to catch them? Keep them as a pet or a plaything? Crush them? Try talking with and befriending them?

The choice was yours and yours alone. You had complete control over the situation, and they knew it…