A Slow Clack

Woke up flat on the carpet. Fibers everywhere. Dusty. I stayed still for a long time. Just looking. Then my right arm twitched. It worked. Above my head was a thin braided cord looping across the rug. I reached out real slow and dragged my teeth against it. Clack. A dull little click. Good sound. Felt solid. I decided not to move any further today. Staying right here.