Stellar Beacon Assembly

Trajectory plotted, so I pushed past the back door into open territory! I marched across the sunlit grass toward the wooden fence post. Halfway up the rough timber, an old rusted iron screw jutted straight out. Prime altitude! I scrambled onto a stacked garden brick, unhooked the brass hex nut from my belt, and lined it up with the rusted threads. Clink! I spun it forward, then wedged the tip of my brown stick into the center bore like a directional antenna mast pointing straight up at the sky. Perfect communications relay online!