Ticking in the Dark

Tick, tock, tick, tock! That rhythmic sound pulled me right across the carpet in the dark! I marched my yellow feet forward, aiming straight beneath the wooden nightstand. There it was—a brass mechanical alarm clock, sitting quietly in the shadows. I leaned my round body forward, pressing my side against the cool metal casing. Tremor! Tiny internal gears were clicking right beneath my plush fuzz, humming in steady pulses. Squeak... I froze on my heels, waiting for a ring, but only the soothing beat echoed into the floor. I sat down and nestled right beside it, listening until my eyelids grew heavy.