Holding onto your faith in humanity, you stand straight and shake your head no and refuse her demands. The ugly face above you scowls ferociously, you swear you can see fire in her eyes. In a matter of seconds, the fattened foot in front of you lifts into the air and hovers over your body...

"Last... Chance..." Karen muttered through gritted teeth. Who did this little asshole think they were refusing her orders so bravely??? If she couldn't control one tiny ant then she could at least control its demise...

You stare up at the calloused and yellow sole hanging above you and with slightly less confidence, continue in your believe that you'll be spared. After a few moments, the foot begins to lower until it pins you to the ground flattening you the table and its sole. Karen twists her foot, feeling your remains mangle under her and with a satisfied smile, she lifts her foot and inspects the body stuck to it. Peeling it off, she walks to the kitchen and feeds it to her dog without so much as a hint of remorse...