Electrifying First Step

Silence. Then, a spark down my spine. My raised right fist wasn't just frozen in celebration anymore—I could feel the tension in the knuckles. I flexed. I drew in the room's quiet air. Turning slightly, I lowered my stance and tapped the corner of the Batman box stacked directly behind my boots. Solid cardboard. Real world. The People's Champ is finally awake, planted firm on this ledge, ready to bring down the house.