"....AAAHHH!" Wendy screamed, diving into the air and scrambling for more height once her feet had left the mattress. Her eyes stayed open for the first few seconds of the jump, as time slowed down for her, and the soccer shorts her sister was wearing filled her view even more than when Catherine was looming so close to the bed. Now she had turned to face away from them though, like she was checking something on the other side of the room. Her long legs seemed to stretch for miles, the toned muscles flexing within as Catherine leaned just a scant few inches farther away.
Wendy's eyes closed as she desperately grabbed empty air time and time again, knowing with all of her heart that one of these attempts would end with her hand grabbing a fistful of fabric.
"Wendy!" She heard her name called first, and she opened her eyes again mid-flight, just in time to see the edge of Catherine's shorts flash by, zooming off above her. That could only mean that she was descending now, and she certainly was not holding onto anything that would stop her fall. She screamed again, watching the length of her sister's leg zoom by her. She'd missed, and was now plummeting to her death. Her brother and sisters stood by helplessly as she fell towards the ground, quickly falling farther than their field of vision. Mary gasped and covered her face, looking away. The Carla fell to her knees, and Jamie stood there speechless.
The rest of Wendy's fall went by more quickly as gravity pulled on her, and she couldn't bare to see the last few seconds of her life flashing by her eyes, in every since of the word. She waited for death.
However, Catherine had shifted her position, reaching up to pull the chain on the overhead lamp to turn it on. As a result, her right foot was leaning up on it's toes, and her left leg, the one closest to Wendy, was now lifted off the ground, with her slipper barely dangling by her toes. Wendy, obviously, had not seen this, and was unaware that her descent was not to the ground, but into a very warm, dark new atmosphere.
It was only seconds after she'd closed her eyes that she'd felt herself crash against a soft, warm wall violently, and she felt as though she injured her shoulder. Her tiny body bounced off of that wall and into another wall, this one soft as well, but much fuzzier. From there, she tumbled down the last several yards, rolling to a stop at what she felt was the end of this strange cavern. She didn't want to open her eyes yet, but she did.
Only a few feet above her was sight she might have would rather died a quick death than seen. Five toes, Catherine's toes, patiently hanging there with the rest of her foot, just barely inside what she realized was a fuzzy slipper.
"No...no! Catherine!" She called out, trying to scramble up the side of the slipper. Unfortunately, as she grabbed one of those fuzzy strands, her shoulder, which had slammed against the vertical sole of Catherine's foot, screamed out at her, and she immediately let go, sliding back down under where those long, powerful toes would be any second now. Humbled as much as she was afraid, Wendy couldn't believe she was trapped in Catherine's slipper, tormented by Catherine's menacing toes.
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