You manage to just barely get out of the way in time! Jumping off the side of the chair her backpack was propped against, feeling the massive ass brush the tips of your feet as it slammed down where you once were. As you clear the opened top, you land on the outside of said backpack, sliding down the edge before knocking into the ground. You pulled yourself up to your feet, looking around as the music finally came to an end, and everything became almost ominously quiet for a second before Miss Erin began her lesson.
You look around on the ground, a few tinies scattered about the ground, some still in harm's way as girls absentmindedly played with their feet beneath their desks. As much as you wanted to rush to help them, it seemed like you were the only hope in getting to Amy, they'd have to endure it all for now... you took to traversing the room, avoiding the obvious danger of large feet and instead passing underneath chairs. As you were doing so, you actually stumbled across a helpless tiny, the poor guy battered quite a bit, no doubt stepped on, possibly a few times. Hopefully he wasn't dead, you thought to yourself, shaking him some. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, which were clearly full of pain.
"uuuuugh... how... how did this all go so wrong...?" The tiny asked, as you helped him to his feet.
"Because this was Amy's plan... Come on, you think you can walk?" You ask the boy.
The boy gets to his feet, he still seemed to be squished in a few places, but he was still able to walk. "Yeah, just a bit." He leans against you as you gently bring his arm around your shoulder.
"Ok, come on, Once we make it to Amy's chair, I'll climb up and get her to let everyone know what happened." You explain, before the two of you continue on your quest.
"Alright, My name's Brad by the way." The injured tiny says as he struggles to walk, not wanting to leave you burdened with him.
"Thomas" you reply, focusing on the path between the rows, you were so close now...
And then, disaster struck, due to your self given tunnel vision, you didn't spot the oncoming danger until the last second! It was...
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