Night Watch Bunker

I marched back in from the shed and made a beeline for the low shelf corner! After a day of vaulting pitchforks, headquarters needed a solid sleep fortress. I spotted a heavy wooden tape dispenser sitting right next to an open ceramic bowl of polished river stones. Perfect tactical bivouac! I unslung my battle-axe, slotted the handle snugly between the heavy serrated tape cutter and a smooth black pebble, and used the wedge to hoist myself into the hollow tape spool cradle. With my boots propped against the weighted base and my axe standing sentry at arm's reach, my cozy redoubt is officially locked down for the night!