A Spark on the Rocks

Whoa! One second everything is totally locked up, and the next—bam! My hands actually twitch! I blinked, shook my yellow arm, and felt the misty drizzle hitting my mask. Right at my feet, there was a jagged dark stone slick with rain. I threw a quick reflex punch straight down—clack! Solid rock, and hey, my fist actually works! Okay, stormy clouds overhead, choppy water right behind me, and I can actually move. Not bad, not bad at all!