Red Button Strike

The front door shut behind me. Outside was done! I marched straight into the dark living room. Right across the low wooden coffee table lay a heavy black remote control. Silent. Rigid. A thick red silicone button was staring straight up at the ceiling! Target locked. I didn't calculate. I lunged forward and slammed both plush feet squarely onto the red dome! SQUISH-CLICK! A blinding burst of cool blue light exploded overhead! The massive television screen roared to life, casting flickering shadows across the carpet. Instant electronic ignition! I braced my blocky torso and held my stance right over the rubber keypad. Master control claimed!