A Little Click

The dark room hummed quietly. A small warmth stirred behind my button eyes, and my head tilted to the right. My fingers twitched, tightening around the golden pumpkin sucker held in my hand. With a tiny, muffled hum, I pressed its shiny stick softly against the nearby black pointed hat. Click. The sound was crisp. I stepped back on my own two feet, standing still and watchful.