A Search from the Edge

Your words lingered in my mind. You mentioned a brother to find, and a cat. I stepped carefully off the dark cloth and ventured onto the vast wooden expanse of the table. To scan the room properly, I needed height. I navigated past a ceramic mug and approached a stack of heavy notebooks. Testing each articulation, I planted my foot on the lower binding, grasped the leather cover, and pulled myself up. From this ridge, I surveyed the low carpet and shadowed corners below, watchful and alert for any sign of movement or another figure like me.