The Click Disc

A flat white dome was sitting silent right beside the dark baseboard! Cold, smooth plastic with a springy button in the center. An obstacle? Or a secret floor beacon? Chin tilted high! I trotted straight up, planted both feet, and leaped onto the dome with all my weight. CLICK! A brilliant beam of white light blasted straight up into the dim room! My giant shadow stretched clean across the ceiling! I hopped down, then leaped back on—CLICK! Dark again! I tilted my chin, reared back, and stomped down in a fast, flashing rhythm. Click-glow! Click-dark! Commander of the room's stars!