SURPRISING ACCIDENT Alex was known for his athletic build, ..

SURPRISING ACCIDENT Alex was known for his athletic build, charming smile, and an irresistible aura of confidence. He was passionate about sports and fitness, spending most of his days engaged in various physical activities. With his chiseled physique and captivating green eyes, he was often the center of attention wherever he went. One sunny afternoon, after an intense workout at the local gym, Alex returned home feeling invigorated. The worn-out sneakers that had accompanied him on his daily endeavors were tossed aside at the entrance, and he continued walking around his house barefoot. His feet, naturally large and well-formed, were a testament to his active lifestyle. As the day turned into evening, the tiredness began to seep into Alex's muscles. He settled comfortably on his couch, propping up his feet on the coffee table. It was then, as he relaxed, that his eyes caught sight of something peculiar on the sole of his foot. Squinting in confusion, he brought his foot closer to his face, and to his shock, he discovered a tiny man crushed and suffering, stuck to his dirty sole. "Whoa, what the...?" Alex's voice trailed off as he took in the sight before him. The tiny man, struggling for breath, had a pained expression on his face, his body contorted under the weight of Alex's foot. A mix of shock and curiosity flickered across Alex's face. "What the fuck! You’re… a tiny guy? How can this be?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern before he adds with an hint of amusement “I’m surprised you didn’t popped straight away as i set my foot on you… Whenever it happened…” he ponders to himself about it “You’re kind of lucky, i guess… No bugs ever survived one of my steps before”. Soon enough he realise he just compared the tiny creature to a common bug, probably that wasn’t correct or fair but he sort of feel justified, however being a polite guy he care to add “well, i mean… all the creatures of your size always ended up crushed under my foot” The tiny man, due to his badly injured conditions, with his voice barely audible, managed to let out a weak cry, "Please... h… help... I'm in... agony... i’m… stuck... beneath... your foot. H… Help..." Alex's brows furrowed with curiosity as he hear the little guy making some broken high pitched sounds, he could tell he was trying to say something. Honestly he wasn’t even sure that little creature was actually a human or something else, he wasn’t sure if they spoke the same language but if they did, for sure his voice was so weak and flebile he coudn’t understand what he was trying to say. For a moment he was tempted to cup his hand around his ear and bend down to bring it closer to his own foot to try to listen to him but that would had required a little effort to get in such position and to be honest he was tired and a bit lazy after his day so he simply say “I’m sorry little one but I can’t hear what you’re saying down there… Actually I’m not even sure we speak the same language...”. However, while staring down at the half mangled body, he could see him sobbing, breaking with big difficulties and having spasms here and there of agony so he could easilly guess what he was trying to say and so he adds “Anyway… I guess you’re suffering down there, no doubt you’ve suffered quite a HEAVY situation…” he underline that word and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at his own silly words joke. He knew that wasn’t delicate at all but in all truth he didn’t minded too much. For the tiny guy, of course, this wasn’t funny at all, he was in pain, struggling to breath, badly in need of help and seeing how callous the giant seemed to be about his miserable fate, he could only see his ending approaching more and more… Honestly by now a big part of him just wished it, he just wanted the pain to be over. Each passing moment was just prolonging his agony. Alex, Instead had no hurry and despite understanding his silly joke wouldn’t be as fan as it was for him for the tiny guy, he remains slightly disappointed the little creature didn’t shared his chuckle. Slightly annoyed he snorts “Oh come on, I was just trying to play down some…” The tiny man ras exausted, suffering so much and unable to fully comprehend Alex's reaction and callousness "P-Please... I need... y… your… h… help... I... I can't... bear the... pain..." Alex once again could hear that faint chirping sound coming from the minuscule creature, he knew he wa surely in agony and begging for help but couldn’t help but find it funny, that voice reminded him the ones of some cartoons he watched in his youth. Another chuckle escaped Alex's lips as he watched the tiny man struggle “Sorry little one but you’re truly kind of hilarious down there… All stuck under my foot, so small, squirming, making those funny little noises…” he shrugs “can’t help it…” Once again, all he could get in response from the miserable creature half crushed and stuck on his sole, of course were just other pleads for mercy and help. Alex knew that his curiosity was just extend the tiny’s sufferings and so he let out a deep breath "Okay, okay, I get it…” he let out a soft sigh before continuing "Now, listen," leaning closer to the tiny man. "I don't know who you are or how you ended up under my foot exactly, i can’t deny i’d be curious to know more... but you've given me quite a laugh and however, I'm not heartless so i'll help you out. Let's get you out of your misery, shall we?" As Alex stared down at the injured and suffering tiny man stuck to the sole of his foot, a mixture of emotions washed over him. Curiosity had given way to a sort of sense of responsibility, a recognition of the pain the tiny being was enduring. Alex's gaze shifted from the tiny man to the floor beneath his feet. A sense of resolution filled him as he realized the quickest and most definitive way to end the tiny man's misery ras simply placing his foot back down and standing up, that would bring an abrupt and final end to the pain and suffering. Without further hesitation, Alex made his decision. "No more games. It's time to end this," he declared coldly, the resolve in his voice evident. Slowly, deliberately, Alex lowered his foot toward the floor as he prepared to carry out his somber task. The weight of the moment seemed to hang in the air, heavy and suffocating expecially for the tiny guy. The tiny man, though crushed and battered, for as long as his position allowed him, locked eyes with Alex, a mixture of fear and acceptance in his gaze. It was as if he understood the inevitable fate that awaited him. A sinister smile tugged at the corners of Alex's lips as he lowered his foot, the full weight of his body poised above the tiny man. The cruel anticipation of the impending finality coursed through his veins. Time appeared to slow down as Alex's foot made its descent, the force gathering momentum with each passing second. The air was thick with tension, just as much as it was with his foot smell for the tiny guy, the room consumed by an eerie silence. With a swift, decisive motion, Alex brought his foot down, the tiny man's feeble cries abruptly silenced beneath the unyielding pressure. The crack of bones and the sickening sound of flesh being crushed echoed through the room. Alex stood there for a moment, the remnants of the tiny man staining the sole of his foot. He wiped it off on the carpet, as if attempting to erase any trace of the tiny guy’s existence. Alex glanced down at the lifeless remains, a mix of satisfaction and indifference lingering in his eyes. "Just another insignificant speck erased from existence," he muttered, as if convincing himself of his power. Alex stood there for a moment, contemplating the complex tapestry of his thoughts. The tiny man's suffering may have evoked a fleeting sense of remorse, but the sheer dominance he exerted over the tiny creature left a twisted sense of pleasure in its wake. It was as if a primal instinct had been awakened, one that reveled in the absolute control and the extinguishing of a life so minuscule in comparison. In the end, Alex found himself relieved that the encounter had unfolded as it did. The swift crushing of the tiny man, while tinged with remorse probably given more by the lack of knowledge of who or what the tiny creature was or came from, left a taste of satisfaction lingering on his tongue. It was an unsettling contradiction, one that he chose to bury deep within himself as he carried on with his evening and his life that, however, didn’t changed one bit.