A Glowing Screen in the Dark

You spoke of Mario... and glowing screens. I crept quietly toward the media console. Under the low shelf, there was no red hat, no Mario. But leaning against a stack of magazines was a tablet. Its screen suddenly blinked awake in the dim room, bathing the dark wood in soft blue light. A video began to flicker... vibrant colors, jumping silhouettes, fast cheerful sounds. I froze instantly, square chin resting near the glass edge. The silent aura of light hummed against the shadows. Sssss... hypnotic.