Night Patrol

Night fell, and the sill perimeter grew silent. Leaving my inactive blue comrade secure, I dropped from the ledge to scout the lower terrain. Across the expanse of dark carpet, a heavy metallic pillar stood anchored into a wide iron disc. I marched straight to its base. Gripping the cold beveled edge of the floor lamp's metal footplate, I tested its stability with three firm shoves. Solid foundation. I climbed onto the rounded steel platform to establish a high-ground watchpost over the room.