A Curious Flex

Silence surrounded me, flat and stark white. Then, a tiny spark flickered somewhere deep inside my stiff joints. I waited, holding utterly still, testing the sensation. Slowly, with deliberate care, I uncurled the fingers of my right hand. They moved! I stretched my arm downward and touched the glossy floor beneath my boots, feeling the cool, smooth texture under my fingertips. A quiet, soft breath escaped past my painted grin as I settled back into place, standing still once more, waiting to see what else might stir.