A Beacon in the Dark

Night fell across the living room, casting tall shadows between the furniture. While conducting a perimeter sweep along the baseboards, I spotted an unfamiliar glow pulsing low near the floor. It was a power adapter plugged into the wall, bearing a small red indicator light. Standing firm before this humming energy core, I raised a hand to examine the warm plastic casing. There was no villainous trap here—only steady electric power humming in reserve. I stood guard beside it, letting the soft glow illuminate my patrol path.