"Gone again? That's twice..." A voice said in the darkness as Mat's consciousness began to slowly return to him. The voice had a Japanese tone to it, and it was familiar. The crippling pleasure wasn't gone though, leaving him in a state of ecstasy. "He is back though, should we drain him?"

"No, See if we can get Nirvana's systems to run some more thorough tests on the energy he has. We shouldn't risk corrupting our systems if we can help it." The Australian voice replied.

"Continue gathering operations then?" The other woman replied.

"It's just a tool, if it breaks we can find another."

"True... He's re-entered the stream well. I wonder if we can use these disappearances to find where he's going."

"Do it..." The Australian voice said accommodatingly, "If we need to replace it, we should figure it out soon."

The familiar scent of foot odor and sweat filled Mat's lungs as he lay in darkness. He let out a pained moan, digging his heels into whatever fabric it was that he lay on. Even during the years he spent with others he had a fairly constant drain keeping him sane, but the disappearances apparently had the voices in his head worried for some reason. The pain from his previous death was converted to a raw pleasure and added to him this time. He was experiencing something he never had before, and it was terribly powerful.

After a minute of writhing he finally gathered himself enough to lay back and take in his surroundings. The smell didn't help his situation at all either. He pushed himself up onto an elbow just in time to see someone approaching.

Eileen slid her top on, tugging it down tight as she nudged a pair of running shoes into the corner with her toe. She had just returned from the gym, and though the sweat had long since dried, she felt she was in desperate need of a shower. Deodorant would have to do though since she was scheduled to head out with some of her co-workers to the Lakeside Amusement Park in the resort town of Silent Hill, Maine.

"I need to get a Robbie..." She said as she sat down on her bed, setting her toes on the edge of her shoes as she plucked her phone from her pocket.

Mathew whimpered in pleasure as he lay back down, the smell of her musk permeating over him as her toes lazily hung overhead. He could see white sock fabric between her digits when she'd flex them... The tease was enough to make him want to die from over-stimulation. He gently closed his eyes, exhaling out deeply as he attempted to keep himself together. At no point in time has he felt this overcharged, he was sensitive to everything.

"Hey, It's Eileen... Yeah, Sorry about bothering you..." She said, splaying her toes out a minute. Mat shakily exhaled, his arousal pulsing between his legs. "No... Yeah, no - I mean, I was wondering if I should bring anything like a swimsuit or something? Yeah... Well I know it's not a waterpark but it's right on Toluca Lake, I was thinking we might want to like... Go swimming while we're there or something, I dunno. When are we meeting up?"

Gently she slid her foot forward on the shoe, casually leaning back on the bed as she drug the arch along the heel. Mat actually let out a yelp of pleasure, his eyes watering from the experience so far. His fingers gripped into the fabric of her insole as she spoke into her phone, his yelp completely fallen on deaf ears.

"Cool... Yeah, I'll totally see you there. It's going to be you, me... Sylvia, Ron... Isn't Richard going to be there too?" She continued, sliding her foot back so just her toes were over Mathew again. Mat whimpered in pleasure as the musky smell of her foot's stench wafted over him, filling his lungs with each shaky breath. "No, It's not a problem. He's just my neighbor... Be strange to see him having any kind of fun."

With that, she slid her foot into the shoe. She used her toe to lift her shoe closer to her as she did so. Mathew let out a pained cry from inside of her shoe as he watched her arch's skin slide over his body, but she didn't hear it or care. Her foot slid into place as she playfully spoke on the phone, though her heel didn't come down entirely. It lowered though, enough that the tip of his arousal was pressed into her skin.

Mat was paralyzed. He whimpered to himself as she finished up her conversation on the phone. Setting the device behind her on the bed she leaned forward, pulling her left shoe on before she pressed her heel down onto Mat's little form. He didn't resist much - instantly flattening out against her skin as her heel plopped into place on him. She stood, feeling a strange squelch beneath her heel but she didn't find it very noteworthy. It was probably sweat or something, she didn't care. She had places to go - things to do. She stood, fiddling with some stuff in her purse as she lifted her right foot casually from the ground enough to reveal Mathew's crushed remains pasted to her skin.

"Alright, Let's go." She said to herself confidently as she stepped out the door, walking down the hall toward her car. The squelching began to subside as Mat's body was ground down beneath her heel, when she finally would have noticed him, he was nothing more than an off-colored stain deeply ingrained in the fabric of her clog shoe sneaker.