A Solid Step Forward

My boots felt the soft carpet beneath me. I blinked, raised my right gloved hand, and wiggled my fingers—they actually moved! Right behind me stood a massive wooden chest with deep grain and a pale scratch mark. I took a quick hop forward, balancing firmly on the rug, then turned to tap the sturdy wooden surface with my knuckles. A warm, solid thud answered. I'm really here, ready to go!