Prism Breaker

Heading back inside from the fence gate run, I scoped out the coffee table for night gear and found a heavy glass faceted paperweight sitting flat on an open magazine. A stray beam from the hallway lamp struck the curved edge, splitting into glowing geometric patterns. Perfect energy matrix! I scrambled up the open pages, grabbed one polished glass facet with both hands, and wrenched it clockwise. The heavy sphere pivoted with a sharp scrape, sweeping vivid triangular patches of blue and yellow across the dark wood like alien search grids. Outpost secure!