May 19th
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Today I had a major breakthrough in my molecular reduction research! My device reduced an iron cannonball to 25% of it's original size and mass. My research assistant Thomas was stunned, I think he was starting to doubt my theories. He had sometimes dismissively called them "shrinking."
May 28th
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Tweaking of the apparatus has granted me refined control over the target's reduction.
Testing on inanimate targets continues, I have achieved reductions of up to 1%.
June 2nd
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I conducted the first test on a living being today. Thomas provided his cat Lovecraft. The molecular reduction was successful, with the feline diminishing to 5% of its original size. It then jumped off the table, and in the ensuing scramble Thomas crushed it under his shoe.
He was inconsolable for the next few days.
June 18th
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This is my record of the first test of molecular reduction on a human subject. I had asked Thomas to be the test subject, but he refused and left in a huff. I suppose he was still upset about the cat.
Thankfully, I am not a coward who shirks his responsibility to scientific progress. I set the molecular reducer to 5% and turned it on myself. The feeling of being reduced was that of a mild electrical shock, which caused me to close my eyes. When they opened, I was greeted by a new world. I used a ruler I set up beforehand, I found myself to approximately 9 centimeters tall, or about the size of a toy soldier.
I was so absorbed in recording these notes that I did not notice my maid Emma had entered the lab with a my lunch and tea. It was not until I finished writing that I stood up gasped in surprise at my domestic help peering down at my diminutive form. The short woman now appeared gargantuan as she approached my position. Emma's bright green eyes stayed fixed on me as she knelt down by the bench's edge. Her head craned over me, and I was draped in the darkness of her long brown hair.
The maid's immense lips finally parted to ask, "Doctor, is that you?"