Night Monster Glow

I hauled an unopened foil packet of beef bullion from the kitchen straight over to the tall brass floor lamp in the living room. Night patrols demand serious spooky theater! I reached up, grunting with all my heft, and tucked the shiny gold foil wrapper right under the lamp's thick metal foot so it caught the downlight. Then I snagged an old clean plastic fork from the coffee table tray and jammed the tines upright beside the base like a set of shiny alien rib bones. I stepped back onto the dark rug, stuck my belly out, and let loose a loud, triumphant snort. Anyone wandering past this lamp tonight is gonna think a glowing swamp creature just crawled out of the floorboards!