It was like waking up beneath the sheets of your bed during the day. The fabric on all sides of Mathew's tiny body cut him off from the outside world as he tried his best to recover from the energy he had expended throughout his journey thus far. The only light hint of where he might be, or what world he might be in, came from the voices of the people around him. One was male, one was female, and neither of them spoke English. Not to say that they didn't know how, more that - Why would they in their home country with each other?

He understood nothing...

But what he did understand, was the sound of footsteps landing dangerously close to the fabric prison he was trapped in. Then, that prison began to move.

It was a sharp jolt as Mai grabbed her socks and took a seat. Mathew's tiny body rolled toward the toe section of her shoe as she did so. She accidentally smacked the chair with the edge of the sock, starting the little one's torture early as pain pulsed through his body with the hit. He was far too small for her to detect quickly, sealing his fate once more. Mathew couldn't move as she donned her socks, pulling them tight as she spoke to the other individual who stood nearby. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying exactly, he could tell by the tone in their voice that they cared for each other deeply.

As she spoke, her toes slid over Mathew's tiny form. They were cool to the touch as though she had been barefoot for a little while, and the sensation sent a chill down the little one's body. Energy pulsed through his tiny form at the knowledge of his inevitable fate... However, this was the first time he would die in a way quite like this.

The light cut out from around his body as Mai put on her footwear entirely. She strapped her ankles in tightly to her roller-blades, and her toes gripped at the little pebble in her shoe. Whatever she said next was obviously some type of distressful comment as she felt Mat's presence, but dismissed him as a pebble or a lump in the fabric. Mathew assumed the next step was for her to begin walking, but this was a different type of fun...

Instead of walking, the loud sound of multiple wheels on the ground filled Mathew's ears. She was rollerblading! The realization of his exact position came to him the moment he felt the movement of her feet and heard the noise they produced. The motion of rollerblading was way different than anything else he had experienced thus far... However, the sweat was still the same. It was a horrendously hot day, so the longer that Mathew spent inside of Mai's sock - the hotter it got. It began to feel like a sauna as the heat was trapped in around her feet, and he was unable to sweat due to the sweat he was already covered in.

Pressed directly against her skin between her toes, Mathew clung to life. His eyes stung with sweat, his body was crippled with energetic pleasure, and he was fighting for his life once more.

"Ahh!" Mathew squeaked, though his little scream fell on deaf ears.

It took a while, but Mathew eventually slipped from the safety between her toes. The ball of her foot pressed down on him at first, forcing the air from his lungs as her sweaty skin threatened to crush him. He was spared a quick death due to the way she was rollerblading though. His bones creaked, before snapping like tiny twigs one by one. He was so small that the splintering of his tiny bones was not enough to get her to notice!

Again and again, her weight came down on his tiny body. Casually and passively, Mathew was pummeled flat...

To make matters worse, every so often his perception of time would shift back to that slow motion. When it did, everything he felt was multiplied enormously. The smell was hundreds of times worse as his spirit took in the information at an incredible rate. The sound of his body breaking was bad enough, but in this new altered perception of reality it was incredibly audible...

Mai and Mon enjoyed their day out in the sun together, both blissfully unaware of Mathew's fate as he was pressed to death beneath Mai's sweaty sole.