42 - 8 - Hold on while Shrunk

Once we were all aboard, Ax told Marco to pick up the hay. Two fingers the size of sequoia trunks lowered, pinched, and lifted.

"Ahhhhh!" Cassie screamed.

"Ahhhhh!" I yelled.

We were being blasted into space! The G-force knocked me on my butt. I just managed to hang on. The wind was whipping. I could barely breath. I saw something flash by. Could have been Marco's knee.

<Slow down!> Tobias shouted.

The wind died down. The landscape beneath us shifted from jeans-color to T-shirt-color to chin-color.

"Fantastic Voyage," I said. "The voyage inside Marco."

<That was an old sci-fi movie. This is a horror flick.> Tobias said.

We passed into shadow.

Apparently into - can I just say EWWW - Marco's nose.