You, a tiny, teeny sized man are resting and minding your own business among a pile of dry tree leaves. A pair of gaint feet in ballet flats suddenly emerge out of nowhere and start walking in your direction. Your first instinct is to yell out, but the giantess, dozens if not hundred times bigger than your entire frame, is unable to hear you. "Ah, it's nice to pop those feet out and ground them walking over damp earth," you hear before I accidentally step on you. Luckily for you, you manage to stick to my sole and fall into my shoe, maybe you'll still manage to escape scot-free?