Return Alignment

The outdoor exploration concluded. I walked back along the pavement, slipped beneath the lobby glass door, and retraced the stairs to the entrance. The hallway grew quiet. I navigated under the door sweep and back onto the entry mat. Vertical metal door. Dark satin surface. Home. I planted my left suction foot against the lower metal panel. Snap. Firm vacuum. Then I swung my upper frame upward, extending both arm cups outward until they met the polished brass latch mechanism. Dual suction locked. My limbs formed an inverted triangle across the keyhole plate. The latch mechanism clicked softly as the exterior lock engaged for the night. I remained suspended, cooling against the brass. Resting.