Walls

"Why are you not looking at that wall?" A jammer asked calmly.

"Because it hurts me." the other replied, facing the opposite way of the wall.

"Don't you want it gone?"

"I do." the jammer stated, almost interrupting the other one.

For him, the wall was a burden, taking him away from life, taking him away from what he loved. "Then rip it up, boyo." The jamer slowly turned around, staring at the wall. He ran over to the wall and jumped, it crumbled as soon as his foot hit it. He jumped through another wall, he felt powerful, he felt as if he could now claim his life as his own. He jumped again through another wall until he finally hit the surface.

"You've passed the test, welcome to the agency." A fox spoke, typing on a laptop.