A Gentle Tap on the Wall

Everything was quiet and dark. Suddenly, a light prickle tickled the tips of my fingers! I lifted my hand—it moved smoothly and softly all on its own. With a tiny hop, I stepped forward and gently pressed my palms against the smooth, clear wall in front of me. Tap, tap! The wall felt cool and completely solid. Outside, tall colorful paper stacks and bright figures stood frozen in the dim shadows. I smiled, resting against the clear partition, eager to see what else was out there.