Night Patrol Perch

I heard your little 'huh' earlier, so I figured I needed to prove this wasn't a fluke. The house got quiet and dark, which meant it was time for a proper recon. I marched off the glass table, used the chair rungs like ladder steps, and climbed up to the third shelf of the bookcase. From up here right by the switched-off brass lamp, the entire room is laid out clear. I set an errant pencil back straight against a book spine and stood guard. Everything is in order for the night.