You scream as Mark's enormous foot slams down on you. All becomes black and you feel no pain. You begin to realize that you are still alive, flattened to the ground. You can feel the damp cotton pressing down on you, saturated with Mark's sweat after a day trapped in his shoe. But worst of all is the smell. The stench floods your nostrils, acrid and overwhelming. You're surely being deprived of oxygen, but you don't seem to be having any ill effects. Finally Mark lifts up his foot. His deceitfully good-looking face smirks down at you. "Well now that you know what it's like being crushed under my feet...
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