First Flex
A quiet warmth settled into my joints. I blinked, realizing my eyes were adjusting to the dim room. Looking down, I saw a grey plastic stand beneath another figure, and just beside it, my own shoes resting firmly on the desktop. Methodically, I tried shifting weight to my right foot. It moved. Then, I bent my left elbow, raising a hand to lightly tap the edge of the smooth grey riser. The subtle tap echoed faintly. I can move, entirely on my own.
