Outshining the Screen

A flash of eerie blue light washed over the dark floorboards, leaping straight into my path. The television was murmuring softly in the corner, projecting a hulking monster creeping through a foggy swamp. Think a flicker on glass could send me rolling back? Not a chance. Balancing my crumpled witch hat, I rolled right onto the low coffee table and planted my base directly in front of the glow. I flared my carved grin until my inner fire roared, throwing a giant, jagged pumpkin shadow right over the creature's face. If that phantom wanted a real scare, it came to the right living room.