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He must have been somehow transported to an alternate dimension, Grover realized, one in which everything was much taller than in his own. Maybe it was the storm that did it, or maybe the window. He hoped it was the storm, because the window wouldn't be taking him back anytime soon, not in its condition. And he had to get back.

It dawned on him then just how far away he was from home: pretty much infinitely far. There was no way that he knew of to measure the distances between dimensions.

That was irrelevant. Escape was the first priority; philosophy could follow later. This was an unknown dimension, or at least a dangerous one. He could come back if he found a way to do so safely. So he needed a plan.

And contingency plans. What if he met his alternate, 60-foot-tall self? Maybe that was what he should do, actually. Presumably, this other self had the same habits; maybe he could intercept the giant during one of his routine chores and request help. Or would his giant self simply eat him? How large were the differences between the dimensions?

Well, if it came to it, possibly he could outrun his giant self, as he was a slow runner and the giant Grover would be 60 times slower. With that thought, he began heading back to the empty window frame.