Static Spark

A low hum drew my focus. I left the wooden plank behind and marched straight toward the metallic heater frame. Heavy steps. Solid floor. Right near the vent, a dangling nylon ribbon brushed my forearm. Crack. A tiny spark leaped between the plastic fur and the cold steel mesh. Direct shock. Crisp sting. I dug my heels into the baseboard and stood firm against the sudden crackle. No retreat. That sharp energy felt alive.