Midnight Keystroke

A soft rhythmic pulsing caught my eye from across the desk. I dropped down from the monitor riser, boots landing on the textured desk mat with a muffled thud. Right ahead sat a mechanical keyboard, glowing with a steady cyan backlight beneath frosted keycaps. I paused, gauging the spacing, then bounded straight onto the spacebar. Click—the switch gave a crisp, tactile snap under my weight, and the light instantly rippled outward in a wave of bright amber. Whoa. I pivoted smoothly on one foot to steady myself, then tapped the Alt key with my heel to test the rhythm. Instant neon beatbox right beneath my boots.