It was a cold December evening, a freezing breeze swept in and out of the city park. Carter was walking through the park during this cold time. 

   Though the shrinking virus pandemic had calmed down, it was still affecting hundreds of people weekly. Many carriers of the viral virus had been put in lockdown on their own, others still walked the streets freely. 

   Carter walked down the snow covered path, bundled up like a Christmas president. He'd hadn't been able to get out of the house for weeks due to the snow storms that had been brewing. Fortunately (or not), he finally got to see outside. 

   Carter continued to walk, seeing piles of snow, and nothing but snow. Occasionally, he passed by some other park goers, but didn't talk or look at them. He was about done with his walk when someone stopped him and asked, 

   "Excuse me sir, do you mind telling me the time?" Said the older man who stopped him.

   "It's about 1pm sir." Replied Carter.

   The man thanked him before sneezing very loudly all over Carter. It was not long before Carter started to shrink, his warm clothes falling off as he shrunk. Soon, Carter found himself standing in a pile of highly cold snow, surrounded by a huge pile of clothes that once belonged to him. Carter tried to yell for help at any people who'd pass by, but it was to no avail. No one could hear, or see, him. Before long, someone came by and snatched up his clothes, allowing him to finally walk across the frozen wasteland in search of warmth.

   Benny, a strong jock from a nearby HighSchool, just so happened to be at the park the same time Carter was. The only unfortunate part is, Benny didn't see what had happened to Carter. So when Benny saw a small moving speck, making its way across the snow, he knew he had to help.

   "Hello little fella…" Benny said, kneeling down to look at the tiny Carter.

   "Please help me giant sir, it seems I have shrunk and I have no shelter from this cold." Cried Carter, his tiny squeaky voice barely audible to Benny.

   "I could help, just, uh, let me find a warm place for you." Benny responded calmly. One by one, Benny ruled out places Carter could go for warmth. Just as Benny was about to tell Carter he had no luck, Benny thought of how badly sweaty his feet were getting inside his boots.

   "Ok little buddy, I have a place in mind… but it's gonna be uncomfortable for a minute. Just trust me on this." Explained Benny. Swiftly, Benny untied his boot and removed his foot. Carter watched in a scared state, seeing visible steam coming from inside Benny's huge boot. Without much choice, Carter climbed into the hellscape that was Benny's boot. It reeked of sweat, BO, and foot musk, Carter could barely withstand the smell alone. And yet, Carter was warm again. Hotter than warm even.

   After making sure Carter was secured inside his boot, Benny slipped his foot back into his boot, tying the laces tightly to hold the heat. Benny started to walk towards his car, he felt Carter's tiny body pressed against his sole, and, believe it or not, Benny felt powerful. He enjoyed this feeling of dominance over someone so small. So, instead of helping the tiny Carter, Benny kept him in his wretched boot for the rest of his puny life.


The end.