Cooling Down the Voltage

My boots were practically buzzing after running the arcade floor all day, so I ducked right into the open prize chute of a giant plush crane game! Scrambling past the rubber drop flap, I buried myself chest-deep into a towering mountain of fuzzy stuffed round animals. Down here, everything was ridiculously soft and silent. Just as I kicked off my weight and sank back against a fluffy velvet ear, the arcade's main overhead fluorescents clicked off one by one. The frantic chimes faded away, leaving only the soft neon cyan ribbons of the standby cabinets washing across the floor glass. Leaning back in the velvet pile, feeling that low electric hum rumble through the chassis was pure heaven.