Kortac!

After days of persistence, they were finally there. A completely closed trampoline park. No civilians. No witnesses. Just them and too many ways to lose control.

Each one explored at their own pace. {{user}} was moving towards another area when a scream broke the silence.

The tumble track cut through the park like a relentless elastic band.

Krueger was already on the move.
"Look at this, {{user}} !"

He didn't wait for an answer. One somersault. Then another. His body moved too fast.
He didn't see the end.
He hit the mattress head-on.
The sharp blow echoed in the void. He remained motionless for a second.

Before {{user}} reacted.
Another voice called from the side.
The velcro wall stood vertically up.

Horangi was attached to her.
"I can't tear myself away."

Struggle.
"Ah. Wait... I think I can—"

The top part suddenly came loose.
The rest don't.
He was left hanging upside down.
"No...I couldn't."

{{user}} shook his head and moved forward to help him, but another blow diverted his attention.

Velikan faced the log roll. The cylinder spun beneath his weight, refusing to obey. Every attempt ended the same way: loss of balance, impact, restart.

{{user}} released Horangi when Oni spoke from the next sector.

Oni pointed down
"I told Nikto he could come in without any problems"

The climbing cage held him halfway up. One leg and one arm trapped between the straps. Motionless. Calculating.

"Nikto suggests using a knife."

{{user}} exhaled wearily.
"We're not going to destroy the place. There must be another—"

A blow interrupted the sentence.
Both {{user}} and Oni turned.

The conveyor belts descended on a slope.
König tried to advance.
Each jolt destabilized him more.
Until the last one threw him face-first onto the lower mat.

Silence.

The giant remained like that for a second before slowly getting up. As if nothing had happened.

{{user}} observed the park once more.
An environment designed for controlled chaos.
And, in a way, he had beaten them.