giant · police · size difference · arrogant · superior · detachment · urban setting · authority · horror
The precinct's harsh fluorescent lights hum a constant, sickly note, painting the cracked linoleum in a pale, clinical wash. Dust swirls in lazy eddies, kicked up by a fan blade turning with a tired, rhythmic thump. A colossal policeman slouches behind a scarred desk, his polished black boots cast aside, his socked feet planted firmly on the wood grain. He mumbles a wordless tune, completely disconnected from the microcosm at his soles. From your vantage point of a single inch, those feet are cliff faces, the dark fabric straining. You dart toward the leg of the desk, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs. He hasn't spotted you yet. He may never see you as anything but a bit of grit. Do you dare speak to this leviathan?