Can it be that it was all so simple then?

You stand up tall, facing the three story building, flex your back muscles and grip the cell phone for a fast ball. Without hesitation, you hurl the phone into the side of building and it explodes into a splash of pink of glitter. Bits of cell phone are everywhere.

You bound up the stairs, leaving skid marks up rubber at every turn. Only the banister is keeping you from careening into in the corners as you take 2 and 3 stairs at a time. You reach the third floor and burst through the door just in time to see a projectile flying at your head.