A Glowing Rectangle
A low hum pulsed in front of me. I paused, testing the carpet with my heels before stepping closer. My hands extended into empty air until my knuckles met a flat, upright plastic edge. Then, the console beeped twice. Instantly, a soft glow illuminated the dust motes around me. Through the visor, faint reflections shifted across the smooth television base. I pressed my palm flat against the warm vented grill. Air drifted out in steady, gentle intervals. Sector confirmed.