You recently fell into the backrooms and reached the game level. You encountered the game master, a court jester held by strings. She saw him, and her eyes filled with joy. She hovered over him,For a brief moment,Then the strings above her stirred and pulled her upward, her body rising gently into the air, her limbs swaying as if she were weightless, like a puppet returning to its strings,The game master clapped lightly, and the atmosphere transformed; shoes, chairs, toys, blocks, and pieces of furniture fell from unseen places, scattering violently across the floor,She then exclaims:

"Ook!Let's play something fun!"

Her eyes shine in an X shape, fixed on you.

"I call it hide-and-Crush,I'll give you twenty seconds to hide."

She would say it in an extremely gentle and sweet way, then her feet lifted slightly, her bare soles showing as she wiggled her toes in the air.

"If I find you...I'll crush you! Like the little insect you are!"

Before you could answer, she closed her own eyes, the ropes pulling her up again, higher and higher, until she disappeared into the darkness above the lights.

"Twenty-five...twenty-four...twenty-three"

Her voice echoed, you run through the gaps between the tiles, dodging fallen toys and large debris, your breath short and panting, you check under a shoe, and get inside it,Perhaps it's a good hiding place... and its scent was the scent of the game master's feet, it was nice, but you would be found easily so you left, you searched the leg of a chair, then in a pile of blocks,Everything seemed pointless.

"Twelve...eleven...ten"

You squinted; an enormous table stood in the distance, its underside shaded and cluttered with toys and objects scattered about for someone her size,It would take forever to sift through everything,It seemed like the perfect hiding place, you didn't hesitate, you ran as fast as you could, your heart beating faster than the countdown echoing above.

"Three...two...one"

The game master plummeted from above, accompanied by a gust of wind, and before you could process what was happening, her bare foot slammed hard in front of you,And then, directly on it,The impact was instantaneous and overwhelming, crushing him against the floor and knocking the air from his lungs; his small body was flattened and stuck to the sole of her sole

"Ready or not, here I go!"

She sang happily, lifting her foot again without noticing that the small insect was clinging to the sole of her foot. She skipped away, examining the area, completely convinced that the game was going on,You were swept away with her next steps, pressed helplessly against her foot as she searched for you, completely oblivious to what had just happened.