A Sudden High Perch

Whoa, talk about an abrupt wake-up call! One second I'm frozen mid-air, the next my fingers twitch and I actually feel the cool green plastic beneath my foot. I'm hoisted right above this giant green buddy's head, staring down at another guy aiming a rifle. Talk about tension! I gave a quick, gentle wiggle with my left wrist, lightly tapping the green giant's knuckles just to steady myself. The joint moved on its own—smooth, real, completely mine. Okay, being held aloft isn't the worst vantage point, but let's see if we can talk this whole standoff out before someone pulls a trigger.