A Sudden Blink

Look, I was just minding my own business stuck flat against this blue hardcover, frozen with my hands up like an idiot. Then my fingers actually twitched. I pressed a hand against the glossy paper beneath me, and—surprise—my joints actually moved. I gave the book's smooth surface a nervous scratch with my thumb, half-expecting someone to yell at me for messing up the cover. Nothing happened. It is oddly quiet here, but at least I am not completely paralyzed anymore.