0.0–1.5s. The camera is on the gravel, looking up at the @avatar crouched behind an HVAC box, staying small, curls tucked down, handbag clutched to their chest. The helicopter is already coming in fast along the skyline, city behind it. The gunner is in the open door, watching the roof. 1.5–3.0s. The @avatar lifts their head and sees the helicopter. Their jaw sets — it's now or never. @avatar breaks from the crouch and moves straight at the roof edge the helicopter is lining up on, a heavy determined run, bathrobe streaming. The pilot banks the nose toward the building and starts the descent. 3.0–4.5s. The gunner shoulders the M4 and fires a burst at the runner. Rounds chew gravel ahead of the @avatar’s left slipper. @avatar cuts right without flinching and keeps closing. The pilot sideslips so the open door faces they. 4.5–6.0s. The gunner walks the next burst to follow the cut. Rounds spark the HVAC @avatar just left. @avatar drops a shoulder and holds their line toward the lip, curls flattened in the rotor wash. The helicopter drops until the near skid is almost level with that lip. 6.0–7.5s. The gunner leans out of the doorway, one boot planted on the sill, and fires shorter bursts as the gap shrinks. A round passes at their hip and spalls a roof light. @avatar weaves once and does not break for cover, committed to the edge. 7.5–9.0s. The pilot holds the helicopter parallel, the skid running just above the lip, a few meters of air between them. The gunner dumps the rest of the magazine along the lip. The @avatar hits the lip at full stride. 9.0–10.5s. BULLET TIME begins as their slippers leave the gravel. Time almost stops. @avatar is in the air over the drop, bathrobe and curls frozen mid-billow, both hands reaching the near landing skid. Two bullets hang behind @avatar with visible shock cones, one at their back, one at their calf. Neither touches @avatar. The gunner is frozen mid-lean in the door above, the bolt locking back, a brass case hanging in the air beside the empty mag well. 10.5–12.0s. BULLET TIME. Their hands close on the skid. Their body starts to swing under the bar, slippers over empty city. The gunner's eyes are wide, the muzzle dropping as he sees Their already on the bar. His free boot is coming down toward Their hands on the skid, the stamp caught halfway. 12.0–13.5s. BULLET TIME. The @avatar hangs, one arm locked over the skid, the other reaching up toward the gunner's sill-boot with unbothered calm. The gunner's stamp is still coming, the sole aimed at that reaching hand, fear plain on his face. A third bullet hangs between them, already past Their ear from the last burst. 13.5–15.0s. Time snaps back to full speed. The gunner's stamp misses the hand and hits the door frame. The @avatar gets that boot and yanks downward with their whole weight and impossible strength. The gunner pitches forward out of the doorway. 15.0–16.5s. The gunner catches the door frame with one hand. The empty M4 swings on the sling and hits the frame. The @avatar keeps the yank on the boot. The pilot, seeing it in the side window, yanks the cyclic to shake @avatar off the skid. The helicopter lurches. 16.5–18.0s. The lurch is a beat late. The gunner's fingers slip. He falls past the skid, past the hanging @avatar, and drops away into the open air beside the tower (his fall continues off-screen, no impact shown). The pilot keeps the yaw going, trying to peel @avatar off the bar. 18.0–19.5s. The swing throws the @avatar’s legs out, but @avatar is already hauling themselves to the door sill with steady grandmother effort, one hand on the frame, a knee coming up. In the cockpit the pilot leaves one hand on the cyclic, twists back, and pulls a pistol from the door pocket. 19.5–21.0s. The @avatar is in the cabin. The pilot fires one wild shot into the cabin roof. @avatar ducks the line and crosses the short cabin under the rotor noise, eyes level on the pilot, the open door still behind @avatar. 21.0–22.5s. The @avatar strikes the pilot across the side of the head — one flat, heavy, unhurried blow. The pistol clatters into the footwell. The pilot is still harnessed. The cyclic goes light and the helicopter yaws over the street grid. 22.5–24.0s. The @avatar pops the harness. The pilot grabs their wrist with one hand and the cyclic with the other, trying to fly and fight at the same time. Slippers brace against the pedestal. The city slides sideways in the windshield. 24.0–25.5s. @avatar breaks the grip without visible strain and drags the pilot backward out of the seat toward the open door, using the yaw. The pilot's heels scrape the cabin floor. A glass tower is starting to fill the right side of the windshield. 25.5–27.0s. At the door lip the pilot catches the frame with his free hand. The @avatar drives a shoulder into him and shoves. The pilot loses the frame, goes out into the slipstream, and falls away beside the building (off-screen, no impact). The doorway is empty. @avatar turns back to the cockpit. 27.0–28.5s. The @avatar drops into the right-front seat and takes the cyclic. The glass tower is close on the right, individual facade windows readable. @avatar hauls the cyclic left. 28.5–30.0s. The helicopter banks left. The tower face slides along the right window and falls behind. @avatar is alone in the cockpit, rotors steady, the avenue opening under the nose, curls settling. Hold on their hands on the cyclic and the city moving correctly past the glass.