Before you manage to take any action, the giant wall that was Anthony's sock moved and you found yourself under his sole. You started running. You ended up under the ball of his foot when it was too low to move any further. You were lying on your back, trying to push the foot away. In just a few miliseconds, Anthony started applying pressure. All of your teammates were crushed. Only you survived. You looked in terror when you saw what was left of them. Anthony then proceeded with putting his shoe on.
"This is the end." you thought. And sadly, you were right. "My efforts will end up a failure"
When Anthony put his sneakers on, you heard his muffled voice.
"Time to go for a jog"
"Oh no..." you thought.
With his first step, Anthony crushed you into the insole and then let your remains mix with his foot sweat. That's it. You, a promising scientist, ended up an insole to a teenager. Your projects were a failure, but there was a one thing you did well. You absorbed tons of sweat from these big, powerful soles. Anthony never noticed anything unusual. He just moved on and kept flooding your sarcophagus with his footsweat.
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