I have been always been really fascinated by the inshoe imagination. Last year I visited a cave in Northern California, the environment inside the cave immediately reminds me of how devastating, horrible a tiny would feel when trapped inside a shoe: your floor will be wet and filthy, maybe even sticky, the airflow is stagnated. Depends on the time the temperature will either be steamy hot or freezing code. The only light will come from the giant hole above you, given you a sense of hope yet you know clearly that it's impossible for you to climb out. Maybe inside the tip of the shoe there will be smushed body parts and other rotten poor souls, but all contaminated by a mixture of dust, sweat, dead skin and other disgusting components. you are alive, but no better than death. In fact your death sentence has already been issued, you are just waiting for that moment when you finally meet the giant foot. The only unknown is whether it's socked, what kind of sock or nylon, and how many minutes can you last before you are consumed by the sole