A Fort Under the Bed

The floor in the middle of the room was completely wide open, which is just asking for someone to stomp right over me. Not happening. I hauled my bow under the shadow of the bed frame, found a fallen cardboard shoe box lid, and hauled it upright against a stray wooden block. It made a solid barrier between me and the rest of the room. Don't go thinking I'm hiding or scared—I'm simply securing a strategic base where nobody can sneak up from behind.