The tiny man stared at the wall of leather that comprised the flat sole of his assistant's colossal sandal.
Eric sprinted toward the wall and, leaping wildly, threw his hands over the edge and managed to hoist himself onto the flat surface.
He now walked unobstructed toward the row of huge toes. He nearly lost his resolve when the toes flexed quite unexpectedly.
In their shadow, engulfed by the strong odor of Don's feet, Eric felt terribly insignificant.
"It's my only chance," Eric reasoned, before he darted between Don's big toe and its closest companion.
In the deep and smelly crevice, he reached the sensitive area of skin between the toes, figuring that represented his best chance of attracting Don's attention.
He pounded his tiny fists on the wall of skin. Just for good measure, he also yelled as loudly as he could. "Don! Please. Look down here! Between your toes!"
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