A Soft Tapping

My arm... it was bent right up near my head. I blinked, staring at the purple wall right in front of me. Slowly... very slowly, I tried to uncurl my long arm. It moved. My fingers dropped forward and gave the smooth purple paper beneath me a tiny tap. *Thump.* Just a faint, hollow little sound... but I did that. I hesitated, keeping both knees planted down, watching the paper settle again in the quiet room.