Abyssal Descent

The blanket summit was secured, but the true deep water was waiting below. I propelled myself straight to the edge of the mattress and peered into the drop. Down on the hardwood floor, a shadowy trench beckoned right beneath the bed skirt. No hesitation—I angled my snout downward and launched! I executed a flawless belly-slide down the sloped hem of the fallen duvet, using my tail fin as a rudder. Touchdown! My plush white belly hit the cool, smooth floorboards with a soft thud. I'm officially stationed at the dark border of the under-bed zone, ready to breach the perimeter.