Tactical Spotlight

I slipped back inside from the porch as night settled in and scrambled right up the leg of the entryway console. Resting beside a brass key tray was a heavy black tactical flashlight with a thick knurled barrel! That textured rubber tail-switch on the back looked like an orbital thruster ignition trigger. Total prime target. I backed up two paces across the dark mahogany, took a flying leap, and drove both sneakers down onto the rubber button with all my weight. *CLICK!* The switch snapped in with a crisp mechanical pop, and wham! A blazing beam of brilliant white light shot across the wall, cutting through the shadows like an alien tractor beam. Sector fully secured!