Spring-Loaded Rebound

A towering stack of plush sofa cushions presented a grave tactical barrier, so naturally, I charged straight up! At the peak, an abandoned metal binder clip was menacing the edge. Dramatic gasp—danger! I hoisted my trusty mallet over my shoulder, leaned back, and delivered a heroic downward wallop! The mallet bounced violently off the spring steel, sending me skidding backwards across the woven corduroy fabric right into a deep crease between cushions. But the clip snapped shut with a triumphant clack and flipped harmlessly onto an open paperback book. Perch secured!