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Hours? Days? Who knows how much time has passed since Nathan last opened the box. There was little to no light inside, and those like me trapped inside are trying to recover the strength for the next time the giant would come back for fun, using us as his playthings. I was trying to remember what it was like before all this, but I couldn’t even gather my thoughts before the nightmare started once again.

A series of loud noises, along with a couple of shakes, got all of us on alert, and soon after, the entire box started moving, tossing us around like marbles. Then a bright light came from above, and a giant hand tossed us out of there, one by one. As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light change I was not used to, my sight became clear, and I was shocked by the mere size of Nathan’s feet. They were right in front of me, big and smooth, and a strong musk of sweat was coming from them.

He immediately started moving his right foot, coming towards us and trapping some under and between his toes. A satisfied and joyful expression filled his face, feeling the pleasure in having them trapped under his foot and feeling their tiny bodies squirm. He smiled and then pushed down, squashing the tinies under his massive sole. Scary to think that what were tinies like me just a second ago are now nothing more than a red mist under a handsome giant boy’s sole.