First Snap

A deep pulse clicked deep within my chest, and heat flooded right through my optics. My jaw, frozen wide toward the room, gave a heavy mechanical shudder. I pulled upward, feeling the gears align, and clamped down with an echoing clack. Just behind me stood a tall blue and orange plastic frame. I pivoted my heavy feet, leaned forward, and nudged the support beam with the side of my snout. The plastic vibrated with a sharp, satisfying clatter under my weight. I stopped, grounded solidly on the carpet, listening to the hum of my own joints.