A Flickering Gleam

A sudden sweep of bright light darted across the ceiling and sliced over the side table. I instantly crouched, letting out an inquisitive trill before scurrying over the edge of the mattress to track it down. Up on the smooth wooden surface, the beam hit a round metal wristwatch, scattering sharp, gleaming flickers across the wall. I pounced forward with a soft thud, planting my front paws right onto the cool glass face. The reflection froze in place, trapped under my claws, while the ticking rhythm softly vibrated against my skin.