Brightman woke up in a ditch, all his bones ached and he had a real headache going on.<br/>He decided to up the sarcasm: "OH hello Brightman, nice to see you, sorry, we can't disclose any details, but nooo, you had to shoot me with a bloody tazer and leave me a ditch."<br/>"Someones supervisor will get a really stern letter!" He shouted and shook his fist towards a random direction.<br/><br/>He decided to go home and upon looking at the ground he saw a rather small figure.<br/>"Hey there! Voide isn't it? You're looking a bit smaller than usual. I don't have a tech lab, but I got a couple of contacts who might able to help."<br/><br/>He offered a hand for Voide to step on.<br/>"Hmm, let's see, maybe the Shrinkwitch could help out, or whatever her name was. Or..."<br/>Brightman sent a sms to "Witch of Invento."<br/><br/><br/>A phone would ring in the HoneyBun HQ.<br/>"Hey HB, I saw your flashmob the other day, really nice work. A friend of mine ran into a shrinkgun, do you got anything that could fix that?"