Seeing all the crashing feet around you causes you to have a full blown panic attack. You fly flush against the wall as you try to continue running down the hall away from the mayhem. To most people it was an inconvenience to have so many people heading to the bathrooms but for you it was like a death machine threatening to pancake you.
The vibrations from them causes you to tumble over flat on your face but you ignore the burn on your legs from the friction getting back to your running. Another worry enters your mind. What if you are scene and someone thinks you are a bug or a mouse. Even worse what if someone sees you and they know what you are and have fantasies about tiny people. Like one of them macrophiles. What if they step on you and crush you. Oh my what if they capture you and turn you into some sort of sex toy until they accidentally kill you.
Suddenly a foot crashes right in font of you and you look up to see a girls panties. This causes you to immediately become aroused which only adds to the anxiety of the moment. People may think you are a pervert. You back away slowly but just as you turn away you see...
