You run as fast as you can to escape the giant Adidas above you, but you just can't make it. Exhausted, you watch as the shadow darkens around you. The loud thud of the giant zig zag sole and the popping of nearby D&D's fills you ears as the dirty white rubber presses down muffling any screams you make as your body is turned to paste between the treads. Above, the young girl feels the bursting candy under her shoes. "You're such a pig Miranda, you could at least clean up your mess!" she shouts as she leaves the bus. What little remained of you was quickly ground away as she scuffed her soles on the bus floor.
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