Crawling into footwear when you're so small is practically a deathwish, an option for someone truly desperate - which is exactly what you are. The humidity of Sorgan makes you feel like you're melting into a puddle of sweat. Your stomach rumbles with hunger and gnats, usually quite insignificant, are now at a size large enough to drive you crazy with their incessant buzzing.
You manage to find a twig in the floorboards and take it along on your journey to one of Cara Dune's boots, which has flipped on its side and offers you the entrance into a dark, steamy pit. Even before you approach it, you can sense the beating the shoe has taken from being used by the Rebel shock trooper. But you want to get her attention - and fast before the swamplike environment kills you first. Besides she's one of the good guys, right?
The smell hits you as you approach the opening. You take a deep breath and begin to enter while holding the pointy end of the twig. The plan is simple. When she puts her foot in, you'll poke at it and she'll have to notice you're inside. You breathe out again and regret it immediately. The odor inside the boot is powerful.
The looks of the boot being worn in and out through the hot humid temperate are confirmed by the overbearing scent of sweaty feet. But the deeper you go in and the more potent the smell is, the less effect it begins to have. You crawl to the very bottom of the boot and wait for Cara to approach. The twig trembles in your hands and you await for your next encounter to be with the provider of the boot's smells.
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