A Slight Tumble

I poked my nose past the side of the wooden console, spotting a cluster of cables looping behind the TV like a tangle of rubber vines. Naturally, an uncharted dark gap calls for immediate investigation. I took a few deliberate waddles over the carpet, grabbed onto a thick black cord with both mitts, and gave it an experimental tug just to test the resistance. Instead of giving way, the cord sprang back like a taught rubber band and flipped me flat on my back into an open plastic storage tub filled with discarded remote controls. Not exactly the grand leap I planned, but the view from down here is pretty funny.