"What's wrong? I ain't gonna hurt ya," says the figure as he approaches. You then feel his hands begin to gently massage your feet a bit, and you stop struggling for a moment. "See?" the figure says to you. "All I want is one simple thing: To make you smile."
You then feel his fingers dig into your soles, making you squeal with laughter as he drags them from the base of your toes to your heels. You try to pull away, but you can't thanks to whatever's keeping you bound. His nimble fingers poke and prod every inch of your feet, making you tear up as you laugh and beg him to stop. Eventually, he does, and you catch your breath. However, you feel something on your left foot once you've recovered.
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