Deadly stomps from above
The Women Are Shrinking!
chapter 5
by
copier
· original author:
inverseprime
Lauren had just entered the house, still slightly hung over after returning from her friend's place. She intended to enter quietly and secretly, but after accidentally making a loud noise and having her presence known, and only getting a response from her brother up in his room, she realized her mom wasn't home, sighing to herself that she wouldn't have to deal with any lectures from her. She strutted forward down the hallway, still with her black shoes on, heading towards the kitchen.
Carrie, meanwhile, was still recovering from the intense shock that she had somehow shrunken to an indescribable size and realizing she has been stuck in-between the cracks of their floorboards this entire time. She had her back up against the side of the wall, legs shaking like crazy, still staring up at the coin that towered above her, hyperventilating all the while, with no possible idea of how she's going to get out and get someone's help.
Just then, Carrie started to hear a noise far off in the distance from where she had just came from. This was enough to regain at least some of her composure to go and stand in the centre of the path and inspect. After every couple of moments the sound became clearer, resembling something akin to a "boom". The "boom" eventually got louder. And kept getting louder. She also noticed that far down the path in the crack, at the same time the "boom" happened, the light would suddenly disappear, before returning, and then repeating, with the "boom" now louder than it was before, and the area around her progressively shaking even more.
It took Carrie longer than she wanted to realize what was going on, but she eventually let the answer come to her: someone from above was walking down the hallway, and they were getting closer. With the tremors of the stomps now mini earthquake level, Carrie tripped and burst into a speed down the path, "attempting" to outrun the stampede, even though she knew it was fruitless. On the one hand, she was thankful that being trapped in the chasm meant it was impossible for her to be stepped on, but also turning back around, she saw how each stomp caused not only the dust and garbage to be flung in the air like a hurricane due to the impact, but that all the dirt and junk from under the person's foot was falling off like a rain of deadly hail.
With the next stomp just a few feet next to her, the shockwave sent Carrie flung through the air, landing face first into a nearby dust cloud. At this point her arms and legs were completely sore, her work shirt and skirt were completely worn and dirty, and her heels were really starting to wear down her feet. But without any time to recover, soon she was covered in an intense shadow as the foot appeared overhead, like a God sentencing judgment on the bodies below. Carrie desperately cried out in fear as she attempted to prepare for the incoming slaughter, as the sole descended downward, trapping her in complete darkness.
What may of been one simple step for Lauren up above was a nightmare for her mother under her feet. She was not only being roughed up and pushed aside by the winds all around caused by the impact of the stomp, while stuck being unable to see anything in the dark, but she was left having to also dodge the fervour of garbage leftover from the shoe. Dirt mounds the size of cars, pebbles the size of houses, bug corpses somewhere in-between. It was impossible to avoid running into them, so all Carrie could do was pray she didn't get squished by anything. Constantly crawling around and jumping to the side on all fours, she would've thought this was all so embarrassing if it wasn't so disgusting already.
Finally, light returned as the foot raised itself up, before stomping somewhere else "far off" to the side. Carrie was relieved she got another moment to rest, lying on the floor with her eyes half closed, trying to help the pain of her aching body, all the while looking in awe at the junk heap she was surrounded in. She wasn't able to rest for long as suddenly, a humongous white strand plummeted its way into the crack, forcing Carrie to roll out of the way, just barely missing getting squished underneath it.
Confused at what just entered, she slowly and cautiously made her way to the end of it when she saw a long wide structure that seemed to be covered in plastic, that connected to a gigantic monolith consisting of an endless amount of fibres that stretched on all the way upwards out of the crack. Observing it, she was eventually able to realize that what she was looking at was the lace from the shoe, with the plastic part being the aglet at the front of it.
She then realized that this shoelace could finally be her ticket out of here! She could grab ahold of the fibres on the lace, so when the foot moves, it'll take her out of the crack and back up to the rest of the house. She was also aware of how dangerous this would be, being at the whims of however the lace decides to move around, and she knew, at her size comparing herself to the lace, it'll still be impossible to get anyone's attention, so wondered how "safer" it would be to stay put. She knew she had to act fast anyway, cause the foot could move at literally any moment.
Carrie, meanwhile, was still recovering from the intense shock that she had somehow shrunken to an indescribable size and realizing she has been stuck in-between the cracks of their floorboards this entire time. She had her back up against the side of the wall, legs shaking like crazy, still staring up at the coin that towered above her, hyperventilating all the while, with no possible idea of how she's going to get out and get someone's help.
Just then, Carrie started to hear a noise far off in the distance from where she had just came from. This was enough to regain at least some of her composure to go and stand in the centre of the path and inspect. After every couple of moments the sound became clearer, resembling something akin to a "boom". The "boom" eventually got louder. And kept getting louder. She also noticed that far down the path in the crack, at the same time the "boom" happened, the light would suddenly disappear, before returning, and then repeating, with the "boom" now louder than it was before, and the area around her progressively shaking even more.
It took Carrie longer than she wanted to realize what was going on, but she eventually let the answer come to her: someone from above was walking down the hallway, and they were getting closer. With the tremors of the stomps now mini earthquake level, Carrie tripped and burst into a speed down the path, "attempting" to outrun the stampede, even though she knew it was fruitless. On the one hand, she was thankful that being trapped in the chasm meant it was impossible for her to be stepped on, but also turning back around, she saw how each stomp caused not only the dust and garbage to be flung in the air like a hurricane due to the impact, but that all the dirt and junk from under the person's foot was falling off like a rain of deadly hail.
With the next stomp just a few feet next to her, the shockwave sent Carrie flung through the air, landing face first into a nearby dust cloud. At this point her arms and legs were completely sore, her work shirt and skirt were completely worn and dirty, and her heels were really starting to wear down her feet. But without any time to recover, soon she was covered in an intense shadow as the foot appeared overhead, like a God sentencing judgment on the bodies below. Carrie desperately cried out in fear as she attempted to prepare for the incoming slaughter, as the sole descended downward, trapping her in complete darkness.
What may of been one simple step for Lauren up above was a nightmare for her mother under her feet. She was not only being roughed up and pushed aside by the winds all around caused by the impact of the stomp, while stuck being unable to see anything in the dark, but she was left having to also dodge the fervour of garbage leftover from the shoe. Dirt mounds the size of cars, pebbles the size of houses, bug corpses somewhere in-between. It was impossible to avoid running into them, so all Carrie could do was pray she didn't get squished by anything. Constantly crawling around and jumping to the side on all fours, she would've thought this was all so embarrassing if it wasn't so disgusting already.
Finally, light returned as the foot raised itself up, before stomping somewhere else "far off" to the side. Carrie was relieved she got another moment to rest, lying on the floor with her eyes half closed, trying to help the pain of her aching body, all the while looking in awe at the junk heap she was surrounded in. She wasn't able to rest for long as suddenly, a humongous white strand plummeted its way into the crack, forcing Carrie to roll out of the way, just barely missing getting squished underneath it.
Confused at what just entered, she slowly and cautiously made her way to the end of it when she saw a long wide structure that seemed to be covered in plastic, that connected to a gigantic monolith consisting of an endless amount of fibres that stretched on all the way upwards out of the crack. Observing it, she was eventually able to realize that what she was looking at was the lace from the shoe, with the plastic part being the aglet at the front of it.
She then realized that this shoelace could finally be her ticket out of here! She could grab ahold of the fibres on the lace, so when the foot moves, it'll take her out of the crack and back up to the rest of the house. She was also aware of how dangerous this would be, being at the whims of however the lace decides to move around, and she knew, at her size comparing herself to the lace, it'll still be impossible to get anyone's attention, so wondered how "safer" it would be to stay put. She knew she had to act fast anyway, cause the foot could move at literally any moment.
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