Two of the twelve were dead, and she knew at whose feet to lay the blame.

Six feet beyond, he knew, lay the sliding glass doors and safety.

Several hundred feet lay between him and the ground.

On the trail at their feet lay a red backpack.

On the ground at his feet lay a strange human.

Only two feet of earth lay over him, so he was soon uncovered.

Only a hundred feet lay between him and his goal - the dark building at the end of the pier.

He was the master of this anatomy now: eyes, feet and all that lay between.

He wondered how many thousand feet of rock lay above him.