First Step Down

My fists were tight, frozen in mid-roar. Suddenly, heat rushed through my boots! I pushed down hard, broke free from the fingers holding my back, and dropped right onto the cold tile floor. My boots hit with a sharp clack. In front of me lay a stray yellow wire clip. I leaned in, gave it a fierce shove with my elbow, and watched it slide across the grout line. Yes! I can move!