Tangled Fortress

Staring at the empty floorboards was making my skull rot, and I needed somewhere completely swallowed by shadows. I hauled my stiff limbs into the deep gap behind the low TV console, away from every glare. A thick bundle of coiled black power cables was snaking along the baseboard, stiff and stubborn. Perfect. I wrapped both of my long noodle arms around the heavy cords, hauled them across the floorboards with a grunt, and lashed them tight between the console foot and the wall. It formed a rigid black barrier right in front of me. I wedged my back flat against the chilly drywall, tucking my legs in tight. Pitch dark, enclosed, and nobody can barge in here to bother me.