A Step Off the Line

...Stillness. Too wide open. A yellow figure stood motionless nearby, smiling blankly ahead. My joints unlocked with a faint click. Lowering my gaze, I slid one foot off the white stud onto the green plastic surface below. The faint resistance yielded under my weight. I pivoted slightly away from the figure's unblinking stare, settling into the quiet corner of the field.