


Maria’s shaky knees hold her in place while her niece’s feet crumple the ground around her. The stiff strands of carpet easily fold and crackle under the weight of the huge toes compressing them. The older woman’s eyes can only focus on the chipped, red nail polish on the threatening toe in front of her. Suddenly, the feet soar into the air and glide overhead, and Maria’s niece moves into the distance. She is alone surrounded by miles of carpet. Hopefully she can get someone to notice her before it’s too late.