A Glowing Control Panel

I took three very measured steps forward across the smooth wood, making sure each boot was entirely stable before lifting the other. Right near the edge lay a small, black rectangular device with several raised circular studs—a remote control, perhaps? Um, carefully extending one gloved finger, I pressed the soft red circle at the top. Suddenly, an enormous dark slab across the room flared into bright, flickering light, scattering strange geometric colors over the floor! I instinctively stepped back, blinking in surprise, before realizing it was just an electronic broadcast screen, not an engine ignition.