Flood | 24 Minutes | Finish | IronScript

Measured pace, nothing that reaches the floor or the ceiling. The kind of opening that feels almost incidental, present but not demanding. For the first four minutes it stays there.

Then the ceiling opens...just slightly higher than before. The floor arrives shortly after. The strokes are still slow, still measured, but the range has quietly expanded and the body has already adjusted without noticing.

By six minutes the position splits. Strokes cluster at the low zone and the high zone with nothing in between. The mid-range that opened the script is gone. Something changed while the pace stayed the same.

The texture arrives at eight minutes. Jitter bottom on every third stroke, a punctuation at the floor before each upstroke. The bimodal pattern continues but it has weight now. By ten minutes the depth is unpredictable, the script is choosing different ceilings on every stroke and the body can't anticipate where the next one lands.

By sixteen minutes it's overwhelming. Both ends alive, ceiling holds at full depth, upper-half pressure alternating with full-length strokes. The gentle opening that lasted four minutes is unrecognizable from here....

The finish arrives