I ran as fast as I could to catch up Matt, but my little legs couldn't match his almost 90 ft. long steps. Suddenly, he stopped, looking astonished at his surroundings. I used the time to reach him.
"Matt!", I started yelling, "Matt! Down here".
He couldn't hear me, so I decided to kick his enormous foot. No avail either. I then climbed his foot and pulled at one of the hairs on his leg.
"Ouch!", he yelled, and looked down at me.
"Matt!", I said, "You have to save your sister, she's...!".
I was interrupted by his gigantic hand, which picked me up effortlessly.
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