Midnight Smash

I spotted an empty cardboard takeaway box sitting right in the middle of the coffee table, daring me to strike! My urge to demolish took over immediately. I sprinted across the polished wood, stomping my blocky feet with every stride, leaped high into the air, and brought both fists slamming down onto the lid! CRUNCH! The cardboard buckled instantly, folding completely flat beneath my impact. I kicked the crumpled flaps aside, threw both arms up, and roared, HAAAAKAHHH! Victory achieved! The table is now clear of targets!