This choice: Before he can do anything, Brenna is out in the lobby looking for him • Go Back...Chapter #3A meeting prematurely adjourned by: Tisch   Jack quickly pulled out his phone. He needed to contact Brenna and let her know the situation. There was no possibility he could be of any help to her, whether it was presenting figures or even gathering the papers that held those figures, while this size. Scrolling through his contacts, Jack eventually made it to his boss's number and was about to call it when a few monumental thumps startled him. Jack turned around swiftly and his heart sank. There, approaching him, was Brenna. "Where could he be? What's taking so long? Ugh, this is not the time for him to be playing hooky," the black-haired boss uttered. A cross look on her face intimidated Jack beyond belief. He started to waiver, thinking twice about his initial decision of calling her. Though it would have been the very best option given his circumstances, Jack hesitated, and a chain of events unfolded unlike any he could have predicted.
Jack backed up as his boss pulled out her own phone impatiently. She looked at it for a moment then huffed in anger. "Is she going to call me instead?" Jack thought. He continued looking on as his boss scrolled through her phone, huffing and puffing. The tiny employee didn't even think about having to move away from where he was at. His spatial awareness was minimal at that high stress time. Jack, being in the middle of the floor of an open area, looked as much like a bug as he had ever been before while at that size. And when Brenna looked up from her phone and spotted a figure on the ground, that is exactly what she perceived Jack as. When Jack caught his boss's glance, his eyes widened in fear. "Does she see me? Man, that glare is terrifying," he spoke nervously. His question was answered when Brenna scoffed and started walking towards Jack. "Stupid bugs," the woman grumbled, "how do they even get in here?" She stopped just before Jack and looked down at him menacingly. At that moment in time, Jack's fight or flight instincts kicked in. On the one hand, he could hold his ground and try and call to his boss from there for help. The other option was to run away and get out of the stepping zone and reach oujt to her later. Jack chose to wave and call out to Brenna.
"Hey! Brenna, it's me, Jack! I'm really sorry for the little incident, but- whoa!" Jack was interrupted as his boss slammed her black heel down, nearly stomping right on top of Jack. The tiny guy barely managed to get out of the way with a dive before looking back up at his boss in fright. "What are you doing?" Jack cried. "I'm not a bug!" But Brenna still couldn't notice the little figure as Jack. She once again scoffed, this time for missing her target, and raised her foot again. This time, Jack could hardly move as the black-haired manager was swift in her stomp. He yelled out in terror as her black heel came pounding down at rapid speed.
*SQUELCH*
*CRUNCH*
"That's enough of that nonsense," Brenna sighed. She returned her attention to her phone and shook her head. "I guess Jack's out. I'll have to call him into my office later to him." The middle-aged woman then walked back to the meeting room from the open area. Unbeknownst to her, her missing employee was now flattened on the bottom of her shoe.
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*CRUNCH*
*STOMP*
Brenna made it back just in time for the meeting to start. Her brisk pace was audibly different as the thing she had stepped on remained under her heel. Brenna didn't give it much notice and the meeting started. Meanwhile, beneath her heel, Jack was plastered. He didn't have much to go on, after having been stomped with a force he hadn't felt before. His consciousness waivered in and out as the meeting went on its way. His boss never once thought to check whatever it was that she stepped on, which proved to be a fatal mistake. Brenna, throughout the meeting, grew uneasy with her missing employee and repeatedly tapped her foot on the ground. This simple action pounded Jack more and more under her heel, further embedding him against it and further exacerbating his issues. When the meeting finally concluded two hours later, there was nothing left for Jack to do.
Brenna walked out of the building, still feeling the little bug under her shoe and choosing to ignore it. She then went back to the office and finished the rest of her work day before going home. She would never know that the new sticker permanently stuck on the bottom of her shoe was the very employee she had trusted to work with her at the meeting that day...  |
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