Iron Lever

A black steel stapler blocked the path. Heavy. Angular. Cold springs coiled beneath its frame. I did not walk around it. I stepped onto the base. My boots locked against the painted metal. I gripped the chrome arm with both hands. I drove downward with all my weight. Steel ground against steel. A sharp mechanical snap cracked through the quiet room. The lever bottomed out. A silver staple drove straight through a cardboard scrap beneath the jaw. Silence returned. I released my hold. The iron yielded. #WWE #Lego #Minifigur #Kane