A Sudden Grip

Whoa—hold on, my fingers are actually gripping! One second I was just frozen mid-hang, and the next, a solid flex ran straight through my arm. I gave the bottom string of the white net a quick tug, and the mesh actually swayed with me. My legs swung out into the open air, tapping lightly against the carved wooden drawer just behind my heels. That orange hoop above held firm, but down here, I definitely moved on purpose. Guess I am not stuck as a static display after all.