Scaling the cardboard mountain

Right past the edge of the pink rug stood a massive cardboard box, taped shut and waiting! I charged straight over and grabbed a loose flap on the side. With a solid tug, my sneakers found purchase on the corrugated ridges, and up I hauled myself! Reaching the flat top felt like claiming a brand-new summit. There was even a shiny roll of packing tape resting up here—I rolled it an inch forward with both hands, testing how fast it spun across the smooth cardboard terrain. This room is full of giant peaks to climb!