Had you jumped a little higher you would have been completely safe atop this girl's shoe. Had you jumped a little shorter, you would have fallen under it. Unfortunately you had jumped to the perfect height for the toe of the shoe to smash into you chest sending you flying up to the heavens above. You flail your arms wildly but there's no avoiding where you trajectory takes you. You watch as massive gym machinery passes under you until you see your target. Before you can act, your body lands with a wet splat atop the giant sweaty, black seat of an overused shoulder press. The air here is stale and climbing down would be a death sentence. Your only hope is to wait for someone to use the machine and not wind up beneath them. Before long a shadow looms overhead and you see the colossal ass of...