A Beam Across the Tiles

Is this... real? My fingers tightened around the cool cylinder in my paw, and when I clicked the switch, a bright circle of light spilled across the checkered floor. I carefully took one quiet step forward from behind the corner. The pale beam flickered over the floral pattern on the opposite wall, steady and warm. I paused, tilting my head to watch the dust motes drift through the glow, listening to the hum of the fluorescent lights overhead.