Clear Runway

Hearing your greeting, I knew I couldn't just hang around on that desk. I vaulted off the edge, landed soft on the rug, and sprinted straight out toward the hallway. What a track! A long, smooth stretch of polished floorboards lay ahead with zero obstacles. Midway down, something gleamed under the morning light—a silver metal key ring dropped near the baseboard. I slid over, tapped it with my shoe, and sent it spinning across the wood. No servers or screens needed out here; a wide-open runway beats sitting still any day!