Your vehicle did not take the impact of a giant foot very well. Clearly, being reduced in size has altered the composition of the materials that make up its structure, as the mighty steel has crumpled like so much tinfoil.
Turning this way and that, you find it difficult to gauge a method of ingress through either door or window, so thoroughly has the car been stamped flat. And that was just an accidental step; if the giant had meant to stomp their foot down harshly, the damage would be... You daren't think what would happen if you were caught underneath such a danger!
Your awed gaping satisfied for the time being, you turn back to the drunk for an update on their progress, only to notice them lurching back toward your position, feet forced to tow the line but stumbling regardless, each lurching stomp several yards out of where you expected making you edgy, as you cannot predict where each lethal impact may land.
"Whoh wuz at I stepped on..." a thunderous voice wonders. Seems like the drunk wants to inspect the remains of your car - a chance for you to get acquainted with them, a chance for you to escape, or a chance for random happenstance to intervene...
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