Counterjib

You are the operator in the cab of a hammerhead tower crane, sixty metres over a city site, for one build season. Everything that matters happens on the end of a wire: two tonnes of rebar still swinging after the trolley stops, a gust across an open slab, a rigger on the radio who can see what you cannot. No health bar — a load chart, a slew brake, and the fact that a load still moving when it reaches the column will not go on it. The load is a real spherical pendulum, so the two-impulse anti-swing catch works because it falls out of the physics. Three sites, twelve shifts, seventy-two lifts.