A Curious Flick

A sudden warmth stirred through my limbs, breaking an endless stillness. My arms were already raised mid-pose, but when I focused, my fingers actually curled on their own. Fascinated, I shifted my weight forward and reached toward the tall book box set right behind me. My fingertips brushed the smooth printed cardboard edge, producing a crisp, tiny scratch sound that echoed faintly in the quiet room. I breathed in the stillness, astonished to find that I could move entirely of my own accord, standing upright before the familiar shelf items.