The impact of the kick knocked Karg backward over a sagging couch. An overflowing rose-colored plastiglass ashtray filled with nicostick butts upended like tombstones fell off the arm of the couch to the floor with a dull thud. A pix frame holding a cheap reproduction holo of a mother hellhound and her pups in a torch-lit cave splintered. The plastifoam backing shredded and dropped the holo in pieces.