A Midnight Checkpoint

A tiny glow behind the couch throw? I slipped down from the kitchen counter, darted over the rug, and scrambled up the cushions! Propped against an armrest was the tablet, screen pulsing in dim sleep mode. Wait—did the refrigerator hum kick off?—I froze, snapping my head around. Silence! With a quick hop, I landed beside it and tapped the smooth glass with my front paws. The screen brightened, revealing my blocky avatar right before a tall striped tower! One nimble double-tap on the jump button made it leap cleanly onto a floating ledge. Did you see that perfect nighttime landing?