Jane wanders along her house as she texts some of her friends through the phone. She also sends a few voicemails asking to hang out to some of them on the weekend.

As she wanders along the place in her sleepers Jane crushes on hundreds of microscopic people, unaware of their presence.

She leans against the table and absentmindedly taps her feet against another hundred of tiny people below her while she’s lost in her phone.

At a certain moment she notices a little tickle at her soles. She scratches them expecting to found just dirt, but what she sees stuck to h... Show more