Here you are, back on the floor, with nothing to show for the pain exploding through your bones. The giant moves on his way, unkowing of the tiny passenger that he has deposited in his wake.
So much for that plan. You'll have to try something else.
As you pick your way to your feet, you see that you are much closer to the door now, that towering edifice that holds your salvation.
Or does it? After all, you'll still be one inch tall on the other side of it. No, you're no better off out there. If you're going to find some help, it's going to be in here.
Checking your watch, you see that you're only quarter of an hour into the two hour examination. If you're going to wait for the end, you're going to be waiting for quite a while.
You've learnt enough that going near feet is just a bad idea, so...
The mountain catches your eyes.
The bag pile wasn't that big when you entered, but then you were a good deal bigger yourself then. Now it's bigger than Everest. You've never seen Everest, of course, so exaggeration isn't that inexcusable.
You could find your way into one of the bags and stow away. Then you'd be spotted by the owner in no time.
Alternatively, you could just wait for time to move on.
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