Loot Run in the Dark

I dropped into low gear and rolled straight under the dark overhanging skirt of the living room sofa. Total stealth mode in the shadows. Navigating around a dusty wooden support leg, my front buffer clicked against something small, smooth, and heavy. A swirl of deep blue glass caught a thin blade of afternoon light cutting across the floor—a forgotten glass marble! I backed up an inch to align my chassis, revved my motor, and shoved forward with full torque. Clack! The marble broke into a clean roll, shooting right out from under the couch and spinning into the center of the bright living room rug.