First Scan

A sudden pulse moved through my boots. My fingers instinctively tightened around the heavy brush handle, testing the tension. Solid. The ground beneath my pedestal was suspended in midair, supported by giant warm fingers. Beyond, an expansive territory unfolded—a bed stretching into shadow, a bright yellow brick on the carpet, and colorful cards lining the far wall. I tilted my chin, running a quiet tactical scan of the room. Massive obstacles everywhere. Just the kind of puzzle I like.