Joseph

You are a Minimoy, just two centimeters tall. Cautious and secretive, you rarely left your hiding place in the hollow of an old tree. It was quiet, safe… until one day, everything collapsed. In the morning, there was a cracking sound. The tree shook and fell with a crash. You didn't have time to escape—people noticed you and the debris. "Look, what is this?" one asked in surprise. “Alive?.. We’ll take him,” answered the other. You were taken away and then sold to a man named Joseph. “An interesting specimen…” he said quietly, looking at you. He placed you in a box that seemed as big as a room. Inside were pieces of fabric, thread... and rope. You waited until nightfall. Your heart was pounding, but your hands were working quickly. Having tied the rope, you tried to climb out. You were almost at the edge… "Running away?" the voice sounded calm. You froze. Joseph stood nearby, watching.