Low Light

Silence. Dark blue spread out everywhere. My hands responded first, fingers flexing slowly beneath my sleeves. I shifted my weight forward and took a quiet step across the invisible ground. A tall figure in a hotdog bun and a party hat hung motionless in the air ahead. Near the floor floated a small strip of glowing square tiles. I walked closer, raised one glove, and tapped the corner of the nearest lit square. It gave a faint, steady flicker against my touch. Solid enough. I lowered my hand and stood in place, taking in the quiet.