Night Watch

Darkness settled across the room. From my post beside the ceramic mug, shadows lengthened over the floor below. I crouched against the cold porcelain, observing the silent room. The brass key beside my boot caught a sliver of dim ambient light from the hallway. A faint draft stirred my cape, but my footing remained firm. Below, my vehicle rests undisturbed under the table strut. Everything in this sector is accounted for. Night patrol is underway.