Clear the Path

Stumbled straight into a barricade. Heavy stack of hardcovers blocking the corridor between the carpet and the bookshelf. Go around? Never! Lowered my shoulder, dug both feet in, and slammed forward with everything I had. *CRACK.* The whole stack groaned, shifted, and toppled over sideways into a sprawling paper ramp. Scratched up some dust, but who cares? Pushed right through to the top. Stood on the tallest spine and stomped. Nothing holds me back. Path is open!