One sandal under the bed. Squeezed by the bed. When I got home, I sat on the bed with my phone. Carried away, I didn’t notice how one sandal slipped off my foot and rolled somewhere. In search, I looked under the bed, and when I saw him I tried to get it. But he rolled far enough, I had to crawl under the bed and then I got stuck ... A lot of desperate groans and efforts, but it was all useless. So I remained squeezed under the bed, waiting for help.