Tunnel Recon

The corridor was secured, so I ducked lower to map the blind spots. Behind the heavy brass base of the floor lamp, a curled braid of black cable created a narrow dark tunnel hugging the baseboard. Perfect for an unseen creep. I slid sideways into the gap, feeling the cool painted wood against my shoulder. Halfway through, a forgotten green plastic army man lay trapped face down under a dust bunny. With a quick tug and a cheeky chuckle, I rolled him free and propped him upright as a silent sentry for my video perimeter. One more post claimed.