A Tiny Lean Forward

Wait—wait, my fingers? I... I can actually wiggle them! I tried tilting my head up, and the wooden desk underneath felt suddenly so solid and real. Right behind me, an oddly grinning toy face was watching, which almost made me tumble over. But I caught my balance just in time, planting both soft hands flat against the cool polished wood. Okay, breathe... I am really here, sitting upright, and nothing collapsed.