Twisting the Forgotten Wire

Grrr... That vibrating coat hanger was just the opening salvo! Morning arrived, and I dug deeper into the fuzzy lint hills under the bed. Right beside a dark wooden bed post, I uncovered an old detached earphone cable half-buried in dust! The thin rubber cord was kinked like a coiled viper. I slammed both curved white hands around the rubbery wire, dug my rigid feet into the dense carpet pile, and hauled backward with savage fury! The wire snapped taut against the post with a sharp thwack, unearthing a shiny golden audio plug from the lint pile. I gripped the cold brass tip tight—another sonic relic torn from the murk!