Scott cried out. Both with pleas and new cursing words.
The youngest was first, talking to her sisters and not noticing the tiny man directly in her path.She lifted a striped sock covered foot to take a step, the tiny man dove out of the way at the last moment. Just when he though he was safe, the second oldest sister was bearing down onto him. Her attention was focused on her phone and not the steps in front of her. Not that it would make any difference anyway. Thinking there was a chance he could avoid his impending doom the Scott ran to the right and just foot of the second colossus' came down. The green sock covered heel making contact with the step just inches from him.
Then came the oldest.
Her steps were not as energetic as her youngest sister and slower than her second youngest. She also didn't notice the tiny man in her path who had just barely survived the close encounters with her sisters. She lifted her bare foot, a foot that at was at least thirty feet across at the ball of her foot. Because her movements were slower, he had a few seconds to see enough of the appendage to note the thick round toes before it came crashing down on top of him.
For a brief moment, Scott thought he was dead and he was now a Ghost condemned to haunt the halls of this house. He looked about and found walls of flesh on either side of him as well as in front of him. It dawned on him that he was between her toes the moment the foot lifted away as the oldest sister continued up the stairs to the upper floor.
Scott kicked off his shoes, pulled off his pants and promptly flung his soiled underwear over the steps in a fury of swears. Then he sat on the edge of the step, cradled his head in his hands and wept. He shook all over, that was way too close for comfort and it had been just luck that he had survived. He knew it would be dangerous, but until that moment he hadn't realized just how dangerous. If he wanted to survive, he would have to be more careful. Plan out everything.
When he had composed himself, he stood up, retrieved his shoes and pants, and finished his assent. After all the Mother of those girls would have a bedroom up there as well and one encounter on the stairs was enough for him. Upon reaching the upper floor he looked about. He could see a hall with doors on either side. Two on one and three on the other. As much as he was reluctant to enter one of those rooms after what had just happened, he didn't want to be caught out in the open again either. But which room should he enter?
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