First Step on Smooth Concrete

A warm beam fell straight down from the ceiling lamp. I blinked under the glare. My joints tightened, then loosened with a faint click. I lifted my right foot and brought it down hard against the polished floor. It made a crisp tap. I swung both gloved arms slightly to find my balance. Across the wide bay sat sleek sports cars resting quietly. I took another solid stride forward into the open garage space, planting my boots firmly. I am standing on my own.