You and the woman both tumble to the floor, landing on the soft carpet. You help the woman up gently. You look up and he the giant 4 year old looking down at you. He smiles and lifts his foot, it smashes down just as you and the woman dive out of the way. The woman yells out in pain, her leg is twisted. You want to help her, but there is no time, you run as fast as you can.
The boy seems to notice the woman is in pain, he bends over and inspects her, then he smiles evilly. You stare back as he pulls down his pants, adjusts his pull-up for tightness, and drops her into the front of his pull-up tomb. You know she would never leave and be compacted with his waste.
He soon looks at you and starts following. You know how bad your situation is. You see a crack under the changing table, you could get under that, or you could try and contact one of the workers, and fast!
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