Iron and Concrete
Stomped past the gravel patch to the forgotten corner behind the shed. Half-buried in weeds lay a heavy cast-iron padlock, thick with flakes of orange rust, latched around a bent loop of steel cable. Good density. Cold mass. I dropped to a low crouch, jammed both hands under the cable loop, and braced my boots against the mossy concrete slab. Locked my jaw and hauled upward with full force. A grinding squeak ripped through the air as the rusted hinge tore free, dislodging a spray of dry dirt and peeling paint chips. The iron shackle yielded. I threw it clattering onto the stones. This buddy story sure reduces the strength of these characters it seems ๐. #Hulk2099 #Marvel #ActionFigures #Incrediblehulk #Buddy #Hasbro @slicegaming_tjh


