HomeAloneTwo

Imagine a dark room, pitch black. As you walk through the room you feel the lightest tapping on your feet, followed by the hollow *pop* echoing through the miasma of blackness. Tip-toeing through the room rewards your efforts with a light switch; with a quick flick on, you discover you just crossed a room who's floor is covered in those little rubber half-circles that pops when you fold it inside out.