• The light was astounding; she hadn’t seen it for several days now. It wasn’t often that the Giant left his house, but today he was gone. It was a wonderful day, too, with lots of sunshine pouring through the windows and a warm wind coming in from the unused Doggy-beast flap in the door. Everything was perfect, except one minor detail… “Hey, Mia… Are you sure we should be doing this?” The worry-wart boyfriend.

    “Sure I’m sure. Don’t you want to have a nice picnic with me out on the soft ground? Carpet, right?”

    “Yeah… Carpet. Of course I want to have a picnic with you, but… Well, you know, it’s a little dangerous.” Mia might have been annoyed…but he was just too cute. She grabbed his arm and giggled, the picnic basket in her left arm rocking back and forth with the sudden movement.

    “Don’t worry, Alan! I’ll look out for the big bad beasties that roam the earth, and I’ll protect you!” Mia giggled again as Alan’s sense of manliness decreased. They stopped walking. “Here we are! Nice fields of carpet, with a beautiful picnic awaiting us!” They sat down, thoroughly enjoying the soft ground which they were always wont to experience. The carpeted-houses for the people in the wall… Well, they were for far richer people than Mia and Alan. The two were just opening the picnic basket when a loud noise sounded.

    “Oh no…” Alan’s voice sounded small and shaky, and Mia knew they had to run. Unfortunately, she was petrified with her fear and couldn’t get a single noise out to even suggest the idea.

    Just then, the Giant walked through the door. It was a tremendous sight, at least one hundred times bigger than Mia. “C-c’mon, Mia… We need to get going!” The Giant begin to take off its shoes, making gargantuan grunts all the while. Alan grabbed Mia’s arm, jostling her out of her frozen state. They bolted, quickly out of the carpeted area, but Mia just didn’t have the endurance inside to keep going. She stopped, grabbing Alan’s arm as she did so that he would stop too. “No, Mia, we have to keep going! We have to run! We have to— We have to…” He was suddenly agape and didn’t finish the sentence.

    “What? What is it, Alan?” Mia prompted him, but he didn’t answer. He simply stared up, wide-eyed. Mia followed his gaze, and her recently regained breath exited forcefully. A foot. A giant Giant’s foot! It seemed to come slowly, but Mia knew that it was only a few seconds that went by. She moved to push him out of the way of the crushing force, but it was too late. She only hit thick skin. “ALAN!” she screamed. She started to whack the lump that just crushed her boyfriend…her best friend. She was only partially aware of his blood, which had sprayed its specks all over her face, mixing with her tears.

    Her troubles were not over yet, though. She felt unbearable pain on the right side of her head, and found that her legs were dangling. She was punching and kicking and hitting nothing. The Giant had her by a pigtail, and it lifted her to scrutinize. “You little creatures!” it boomed. “I thought I got rid of you a week ago! Well, no matter. You’re all easy enough to dispose of.” It pushed her with its finger, probably breaking her ribcage in the process, and she spun a little. Meanwhile, her scalp felt as though it were on fire.

    The Giant sat her down on another surface, perhaps a table of some sort. (Mia really didn’t care at this point.) She tried to move, but the pain in her ribs was too much. She just doubled over and whimpered. “Here, how about a nice glass home for you.” The Giant chuckled and revealed a glass cylinder with only one round opening.

    “No, please! PLEASE!” Mia screamed, but the thing was already over her, like a cage. A soon-to-be oxygenless cage. She wanted to beat on the walls, to attempt moving it and falling off the surface to her death (which would be faster), but she was too weak. Instead she just stared out of her prison, and listened to the low rumbles of the Giant. Tears welled up in her eyes. All I wanted was a picnic…