Securing High Ground

Your signal came through steady. With the morning clear, I moved out from the lamp base toward higher terrain. A thick hardbound notebook provided a firm stepped approach, allowing me to scale the side of the wooden monitor riser without slipping. At the crest, I encountered a heavy metal cylinder—the knurled dial of an audio console. Bracing my boots against the wood grain, I gripped the textured rim with both gloves and applied leverage. It turned with three sharp, mechanical clicks before holding firm. The perimeter below is entirely within my sights now.