So where should this story start? There was clearly a reason on why this was happening to me. Is what usually someone in my situation will think.

I raised my head and immediately head to a stop as I feel a heavy collar stuck in my neck.

If someone were to ask how criminal this looks like, people will immediately call the cops.

As I turned to scratch the back of my neck, I noticed my short stature and it felt like this part of my body was alien to my senses.

What is happening?

If someone were to ask how a human could end up in this situation, I could respond like this: " Is it because they're a criminal?"

But that doesn't explain how my body completely shrinked.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down and tried to think hard on what I've done in my life so far.

As someone who didn't really do anything with his life for the most part, I didn't kill anyone, never stole anything and never did anything that could have me end me up having a restraining order on a significant other.

I sighed as I looked at my body, I was wearing tattered clothes that was almost close to being considered nude that was riddled with holes. and in response, I shook my clothing and it flung dust everywhere indicating that not only was it in it's last breath, it was also dirty as hell.

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The shape of my hands was far from normal as well, as I stared at it, it was full of calluses pointing out to the fact that even with this tiny body it was already hard at work. I tried moving it and it felt firm but also soft reminding me of that this was a body of a youth.

Although I was sitting on the floor, I wasn't wearing anything underneath, no pants and no shoes. I could feel the cold hard floor with my bare body and that sent a chill down my spine on how life will be from now on if I don't get on the bottom of this.

I hoped that whatever happening was a dream, but I tried pinching my cheeks hard, biting my lips, and I also tried punching my thigh but nothing worked. I was still in this shitty place. I never went back to my room, the silence of the room with only my rythmic breaths was the only sound I can hear and it was eerie.

Shifting my gaze from my body to the part of my neck, I tried grabbing the collar and tried prying it off me. But with its metal like appearance, I guessed right that whatever I do, nothing will change and I won't be taking this collar off anytime soon.

I looked around the place I was in and realized the full gravity of my situation. In the expanse of my full view of my surroundings, in my left there was only a wall and the right side also showed the same result. But at front of me was a metal fence pointing out that I was in a prison. I tried peering out into the outside of this cage.

What I saw horrified me.

It was a rotting corpse, fully on it's way to its decomposition, it was bloated in a way that looking at it was disgusting. There was several micro organism swimming around it's body and it made me throw up.

I looked at the ground beneath me. I only now noticed the putrid smell it was giving off. It made me sicker.

But there was the question.

Where on earth did I end up in?