As the sweaty flesh of Caroline's palm smothers you in its grip, you feel the salty liquid pull you down the length of her hand and towards the fast-moving floor. You're small legs pop out from under her and wiggle aimlessly in the air. You need to escape quickly before she goes to check out, otherwise you'd really be at risk of getting squished like a bug!
Pushing against the lower part of her palm, you create a small gap between you and her hand, just wide enough for the rest of your body to slip out like a water slide. Your back collides with the sloped surface of the bag and you're ricocheted off the candy and down to the floor to your certain death!
In free fall your body crashes against Caroline's moving leg and tumbles down onto her giant, pink rubber croc. You come to a stop just before one of the crater-like holes lining the top of the shoe, any further and you would have fallen into that death trap!
You try your best to crawl towards the end of the shoe, hoping to get off but disaster strikes again. As the girl and her aunt reach the counter, Caroline bounces up and down with excitement. The movement of her shoes creates earthquakes beneath you and by the second bounce, you're launched back into the air. "Will you cut that out!" Her aunt hisses while the cashier scans the bag of candy.
You see that you are once again falling back towards the croc, this time towards the end of the shoe and maybe you could try and land on the floor instead. Swimming in the air you get closer and closer until you have no more room to move. Instead of colliding with foamy rubber, you fall perfectly through a hole at the tip of the shoe, right in front of 5 building-sized toes...
The textured insole catches your fall, but the ground feels slick and it was hard to balance yourself on it with the constant wiggling of Caroline's restless feet. You try and escape through another hole in the side of the shoe, but it is too late, having received her treat, Caroline and her aunt are already leaving the gas station back to their car.
You brace yourself against the tip of the shoe, there was plenty of room between you and the toes but at any moment, she could raise her foot and you'd slip right under her deadly sole. As the pair settle into the car, you can feel the heat begin to rise no doubt coming from Caroline's foot. The air was already stuffy and the growing smell of feet and sweat-logged rubber was not making things any more tolerable.
You were faced with two options: Wait here for Caroline to take her shoes off, or approach her toes and try and get her attention that way...
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