First Click

Okay, wow. One second I'm standing completely rigid, and the next—wait, my wrist just swiveled! I actually turned my hand all by myself. Right in front of me loomed the smooth silver bevel of a monitor stand. Naturally, I couldn't just stand there. I took two stiff little steps across the textured tabletop, reached out, and pressed my curved hand flat against the cool metal edge. It’s solid, cold, and right within reach. I’m really awake, aren't I?