Breaking the Band

Dropping down from the security mirror, I landed boots-first onto a towering bundle of Sunday newspapers dumped right outside the newsagent's door. The whole stack was locked down under a brutally tight strip of white plastic packing band biting into the front pages. You think a strip of packing tape is going to hold ground against me? I jammed the flat of my blade underneath the taut band, braced both heels against the folded paper ridge, and heaved upward with a savage twist. SNAP! The strap gave way with a sharp crack, letting the thick newsprint burst open beneath my feet like an accordion. Prime morning high ground, completely unbound. #Warhammer40k #Necromunda