Stamp and Clatter

I slipped out from under the heavy wooden office doors and followed a long hallway straight into a wide sorting room! Right in the middle sat a giant counter piled high with open cardboard shipping crates. I scrambled up a wire mail cart and hopped straight onto the desk! There was a heavy metal date stamp resting beside an open red ink pad. I grabbed the smooth wooden knob with both paws and slammed it down onto a fresh sheet of packing paper! *Thump-clack!* It left a bold red square with neat little numbers, and every time I stamped, the spring gave a bouncy metallic rattle! I made three quick stamps in a row just to hear the rhythm ring out across the empty room!