Just then you slip from Annie's sweaty fingers, and drop to the floor. You are stunned from the fall, but nothing seems to be broken. You quickly roll under the table out of Annie's line of sight. Her huge Converse sneakes stomped around to the other side of the table. She hadn't seen you go underneath it!
You see a clear path to the cell door. You decide to go for it! You run across the floor. As you approach the bars, you start waving your hands, and yelling at the top of your lungs, hopng to attract the attention of another guard outside the cell. The guard turns, and starts walking towards Annie's cell. You did it! You got someone's attention - or so you thought!
You drop and start sliding the last few inches, but right before you slide under the bars, a giant Converse sneaker comes down on top of you!
"What is it NOW, Smith?" said the guard.
"I'm almost out of toilet paper," said Annie.
"Hygene is tomorrow," he said. "You'll have to make it last till then!"
"Thanks for NOTHING!" she said.
The guard turned and walked back to his desk. Annie shifted her weight until she felt the lump under her shoe crunch flat. She needed to be sure that you were smashed to the sole, so she wouldn't be seen bending down to pick you up. Now she could just walk back to her bunk with you stuck to the bottom of her sneaker.
You wake up to find yourself still tiny. You're back on the table. Annie is sitting at the table looking at you.
"That was dumb of you," she said. "But it WAS pretty fun! Let's try it again!"
She puts you down on the floor.
"But THIS time I'll be BAREFOOT!"
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