exit

1. exit I realised the moment I fell into the fissure that the book would not be destroyed as I had planned. Endlessly falling into that starry expanse of which I had barely a fleeting glimpse. I have tried to speculate where it might have landed, I must admit that such conjecture is futile. And so I close, realising that perhaps the end has not yet been written...

2. “Where who is?” “Who are you?” You awake to find Metalgreymon standing over you. Metalgreymon: “Tell me where he is.” Run away

3. “I don’t understand!” “Don’t hurt me!” He raises one foot angrily and bares his teeth. Metalgreymon: “Tell me - NOW!.” “Tell you what?”

4. “I’ll tell you where he is” “Please don’t hurt me!” With a low growl, he slowly lowers his foot towards your head “WAIT!” You shout. He stops, but doesn’t lift his foot. Metalgreymon: “This is your last chance, human. Where is he?” “I can’t tell you because I don’t know who you’re talking about!”

5. Snarling, he presses his foot down firmly on your face and holds it there until you suffocate. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your head and walks away.

6. “Errr..he’s over there.” [point to the left] “I think I saw him about a mile to the east.” “I really don’t know who you’re talking about.” Looking satisfied, he places his huge foot down beside you as a reminder not to try anything foolish. Metalgreymon: “I’m waiting, human.”

7. “I don’t know.” “No - I meant south.” He looks down at you skeptically. Metalgreymon: “Oh? And why would he have gone east when he knows as well as I do that the cave is to the south?” “I really don’t know who you’re talking about or where he is.”

8. “I wasn’t lying to you!” “I DON’T KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT” Angrily he lifts his foot again and glowers down at you.. Metalgreymon: “Perhaps you should have thought twice before lying to me.” “Don’t kill me!”

9. “I don’t even know where I am!” “But I didn’t come willingly!” Growling, he lifts his foot again and glowers down at you sarcastically. Metalgreymon: “Well then you shouldn’t have come.” Beg for mercy

10. With a final look of disdain, he stomps on you with all his force, crushing your weak, human body to a bloody pulp.

11. “Nothing to do with WHAT?” “That’s exactly what I’m telling you.” He steps down on you, clamping your head between two toes, holding you still. Metalgreymon: “Are you trying to tell me that you arrive here, at this very time, yet you have nothing to do with any of this?” His toes tighten slightly and the ball of his foot presses down on your chest, making breathing difficult. “I don’t know where the hell I am or what’s going on!”

12. “I don’t have one - I don’t want to be here.” “So am I.” Looking suspicious, he releases your head and places his foot down beside you as a reminder not to try anything foolish. Metalgreymon: “I’m waiting for an explanation, human.” “I don’t have one - I’m not supposed to be here.”

13. “You tell me what I want to know, then I’ll tell you.” “I just woke up here...” He growls and flexes his toes. Metalgreymon: “You would be wise to give me an answer.” I honestly don’t know how I got here.

14. “That’s the truth!” “Pick on someone your own size!” Growling, he lifts his foot again and glowers down at you sarcastically. Metalgreymon: “You just woke up here? Well you won’t be doing that again.” “Don’t kill me!”

15. “What do you want me to say?” “Please don’t kill me!” With an irritated growl, he lifts his foot and hovers it over your face, preparing to crush you. Metalgreymon: “Not good enough.” Lick his foot

16. With a sigh, he pushes his foot down on your face and slowly increases the pressure. The last thing you hear before your skull shatters is his satisfied growl. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your flattened head and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

17. Stop licking “Please let me go!” He stops, surprised. After enjoying the feeling for a few seconds he presses his foot closer with a satisfied growl. Continue licking

18. Stop licking “Please let me go!” Continue licking The growl turns into a deep, rumbling purr and he presses his foot closer to you, flexing his toes with pleasure

19. As you stop licking he jerks back into reality. With an angry snort he pushes down on you, forcing your body further into the pad of his foot. One by one your bones snap and finally your skull shatters. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your flattened body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

20. He presses down harder on you, enjoying the feeling. Unfortunately this is too much for your fragile human body. As your face is pushed into the soft pad of his foot, you find yourself unable to breathe. One by one your bones break with muffled snaps, and finally your skull is crushed flat under the ball of his foot. He looks down in surprise as the wet crunch catches his attention. Realising he has killed you he frowns and lifts his foot off your flattened body. He walks away with a sigh, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

21. He presses down harder on you, forcing your head onto its side under the ball of his foot. Metalgreymon: “Now why would I want to do that?” “Oh no...”

22. You jump up and start running. Angrily he raises a foot and stomps down. You dive out of the way as the huge foot crashes down on the spot where you were lying. The tremor of the impact knocks you to the floor. You look up to see his scaly sole above you again and roll to the side. You are not fast enough. As you roll he stomps down again, crushing your left arm. The pain is excruciating. You cry out in agony and try to free yourself, but to no effect. He quickly lifts his foot and before you can move, slams it down on you again, breaking both of your legs but leaving the rest of your body uninjured. Blinded by pain, you writhe on the floor at his feet. He steps back and watches you for a moment; then slowly raises one foot to finish you off. You watch helplessly as he takes careful aim, flexes his toes, then slams his foot down on you with all his force. The world abruptly cuts to black. Smiling, he lifts his foot off your flattened body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

23. With an evil chuckle, he slowly applies more pressure on you. Breathing becomes difficult as the soft pad of his foot conforms over your whole body, pushing the air out of your lungs. You hear several muffled snaps, but can’t feel your arms or legs as they break under the force. The ball of his foot presses down harder on your head. Your skull starts to creak under his weight and your mind blurs as your brain begins to shut down from lack of oxygen. Finally with a triumphant roar, he shifts all his weight onto the foot holding you to the floor. You start to hear a wet crunching noise, but abruptly your life drains away and the world fades to black. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your flattened body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

24. “No! I didn’t mean it!” “If you kill me you’ll never know where he is.” With an angry snort, he lifts his other foot and glowers down at you. Metalgreymon: “No - I think I’d rather just kill you.” “I’m sorry! I’ll tell you what you want!”

25. “I don’t know.” “I think I saw him about a mile to the east.” “I really don’t know who you’re talking about or where he is.” He smiles and steps back down. Metalgreymon: “Good choice, human. Now tell me where he is. I won’t ask you again.”

26. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it!” “Please don’t kill me!” With an irritated growl, he lowers his foot over your face, preparing to crush you. Metalgreymon: “It’ll be worth it for the pleasure of watching you die.” Lick his foot

27. With a low growl he pushes his foot to your face. Your nose and mouth are forced into his sole, cutting off your air. You struggle wildly, but he keeps his foot planted firmly on your head, holding you down. He laughs as your struggling grows slowly weaker, enjoying the feel of your little body wriggling about pathetically. As the lack of oxygen starts affecting your brain, you begin to feel strangely resigned. You can feel the soft pad of his foot conforming to the shape of your face, covering up your entire existence; enveloping you in its smooth scales. You hear his muffled voice from above you, “Perhaps this will teach you to respect those greater than you.” You try to reply, but his thick, expansive sole smothers your words. Eventually the loss of oxygen becomes too much for you and you black out. The last thing you hear is his satisfied growl. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your face and walks away.

28. He snarls and lifts his foot with the obvious intention of crushing you. Desperately you scramble up and dive forward but he stomps down, catching your legs under his foot and tripping you over. You struggle to free yourself but he holds you down tightly, pushing his toe-claws into your back until you are forced to lie still or be impaled upon the sharp claws. He laughs. With slow, deliberate movements he curls up his toes, pulling you back beneath his foot. He then presses the ball of his foot down on your back and uncurls his toes, settling them on your shoulders and pulling you back again. He repeats this several times, slowly dragging you under his foot, ignoring your frantic yells and struggling. Finally he has you squarely underfoot, with your legs under his heel, your back pushing into the padded arch, and your head beneath the ball of his foot. You hear his voice from somewhere above you, “Perhaps you should have thought twice before trying my patience.” You try to move, but are firmly clamped. The soft pad of his foot conforms over your weak, human form, holding you to the floor. You manage to breathe the words “Please...don’t.....” But your voice is too muffled to be made out. The increase in pressure comes quickly, bringing a swift end to your merciless interrogation. He shifts all his weight onto you with a satisfied growl and you start to hear a wet crunching noise, but abruptly your life drains away and the world fades to black. Once you are dead he lifts his foot off your flattened body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

29. Stop licking “Please let me go!” As you start licking the sole of his foot he stops, surprised. After hesitating for a moment he carefully pushes his foot to your face and holds it there with a low growl of pleasure. Metalgreymon: “Well, well. Perhaps humans have their uses after all.” Continue licking

30. As you stop licking he waits for a moment, then you feel his foot press slightly harder on your head, curling over your small skull. You hear his voice above you, “Had enough? Very well then.” With a satisfied growl he pushes down on you, forcing your body further into the pad of his foot. You shout out but he ignores you. One by one your bones snap and finally your skull shatters beneath his powerful foot. Once you are dead he steps off your flattened body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint every other step.

31. He says nothing for a moment, then you feel his foot press slightly harder on your head, curling over your small skull. You hear his voice above you, “Let you go? Very well then.” He rolls you onto your stomach with his foot, and then steps off you. You feel faint as the blood rushes back to your head and chest. “You won’t get very far though.” At this you look up and he quickly treads down on your legs. You shout out in pain, but he ignores you and savagely twists his ankle, breaking both of your legs with a sickening crunch. He watches you with pleasure as you writhe on the floor at his feet. Desperately you try to pull yourself away with your arms, but he places one foot on your back and drags you back with a cruel laugh. “Perhaps you would have been wiser to stay out of the affairs of those greater than you.” he says, casually rolling you around under his foot. Crippled and disorientated, you can only manage a moan, and struggle weakly. Eventually he steps off you, leaving you in a confused heap, staring up at the sky. He positions his feet on either side of you and brings himself to full height, towering over you. You watch helplessly as he gives you one last triumphant look, then slowly crouches down low to the ground. He then leaps up into the air directly above you, and you lie there watching as his huge scaly soles quickly get higher, then slow down and fall back towards you, increasing in speed until they cover your entire field of vision. You never even feel the impact that crushes every bone in your body and splatters you all over the soles of his feet. As the satisfaction of the wet squelch wears off, Metalgreymon steps off your obliterated body and walks away, leaving a bloody footprint with every step.