You're inside Linda's sneaker, under her bare, sweaty foot, like every other day. Her giant, filthy toes wiggle lazily in your face, as you mindlessly chew on her toe jam and suck on the foot sweat. Suddenly, you start some scraps of thoughts resurfacing in your head. It's as if you were regaining some of your sanity and mental strength.

As you're trying to focus, Linda's foot detracts from the shoe. You can hear a bunch of feminine giggles coming from outside the shoe, as she says:

"And here he is!"