Perimeter Check

Consciousness returned first. Silence, then weight. I tested my right gauntlet—the joint shifted precisely upon command. Ground firm. A large, translucent cylindrical container stood directly ahead, blocking forward sightlines. Across from me, another dark mechanical figure remained motionless against the dimpled green barrier. I approached the container methodically, extending a hand to test the tension of its plastic latch. Solid. A viable obstacle, but secure. I took up position at its flank, maintaining a clear vantage point across the mat.