I opened my eyes, just to see that I was in a place devoid of any light. As I sat up, I quickly looked around. The place I was in was a dimly lit room. There was a small candle in the corner of the room.
'Is it night?'
The most possible situation could be that I was kidnapped, but was it true?
I didn't know. I didn't remember much. My body seemed sore and I seemed to be tired. Did the person, or maybe people, who kidnapped me make me loose consciousness? It's possible. I was tired, sleepy and worn out.
hah...
I yawned, I was probably way too sleepy. I rubbed my eyes and looked around again.
"huh?"
The thing I should've noticed long ago was noticed now.
'Why is my body so tiny?'
My arms seemed as if all the energy was sucked out dry from me. Like someone made me work extra hours in the office. Like I was banned from eating.
'I don't remember anything that happened to me, that could've been a reason for me to be so white and skinny.'
While thinking I spotted a mirror in left corner, opposite to where the candle was.
'Ah! I could try seeing what happened to me in that mirror!'
I quickly went to the side of the large black bed and tried getting off of it, kinky to find my feet dangling from the bed.
'I have two conclusions for this- either everything around me turned large or I became tiny.'
But none seemed to be possible. But I still thought the former could be true. After all it could be that I was in a room built for a giant. Haha, as if. Anyway, I should try getting off.
As I tried getting off the bed, I suddenly fell down. It made a sound of a thud.
"ouch- it sure hurts.'
It hurt, it never hurt this much. While I tried standing up, I heard rushing footsteps. The door opened and an old man was seen.
"Young master!", he said as he rushed to me.
'Now who's 'young master'?'
As he came closer to me, he helped me stand up. I held onto him as my feet were still a bit sore. As I was going to ask a number of questions, I passed out.
'What a gREaT timing!'
The last thing I heard was the old man once again saying 'young master' or whatever.
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"It seems that he passed out due to lack of energy."
A man wearing some suit said as he fixed his glasses.
'What a waste! I wasted my abilities for a person who will probably die today or tomorrow.' The man thought.
"Is that so..." Another person said. He seemed to be someone having atleast some kind of status. He was wearing clothes that could be as expensive as gold. He seemed to be like some rich person.
"When will he recover?" An old man, standing beside the rich looking person, said sounding worried.
The three people were in a bedroom. The bedroom Nim Soojin passed out in. The windows were opened so it wasn't devoid of light anymore. But the room was pretty much empty. Only having a large black bed and a few chairs. Nim Soojin was lying in the big bed.
"It might seem like a surprise but...", the man with the glasses said. "He seems to fully recovered. It's as if he was never bedridden. Miracle or whatever, he seemed to be mostly recovered." He continued speaking. "I will advise the Duke to feed him properly. Then he shall recover fully."
"I see..." The man in the luxurious clothing spoke staring at the passed out child.
"Now I shall take my leave." The doctor-seeming person said as be opened the door and went out of the room. Now, only the old man and the luxury-man were the knot ones in the room.
Then after some time, suddenly the luxury-man stood up and walked out of the room. Walking behind the man, the old man also walked out. He slowly closed the door.
Now it was only the tiny child who was lying on the bed.
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