[Through out the entire morning of the Dempsey residence a person may take notice of the sound of squeaking. And in truth one may believe that it would either be the sound of the house settling or that there may have been a mouse on the loose. However, any of those ideas would quickly become crushed if they actually listened to the squeaking, which sounded eerily similar to a human voice. And if they looked around enough they may actually see what appears to be Tank himself, now no bigger than the size of a small mouse.]
Ha, okay this is not fucking cool!
[Action B: In the front lawn of Dempsey's house.]
[Somehow Dempsey had managed to work his way out of his house. And now he runs the risk of being crushed, kicked, burned and other terrible fates. That is, if he survives his currently battle with a nearby spider.]
C'mon you over-grown bug! I'll crush ya like I fucking do when I'm regular size!
[Are you willing to help him out in his current plight?]