Lowering My Arms

My arms were held high, locked tight in a double-bicep pose. The room was still. Carefully, I focused my intention on my left shoulder. The joint clicked, loosening under my own command. I gradually lowered my arms until my hands rested steadily against my sides, breathing in the quiet air. Glancing to my left, I noticed a clear display stand resting on a black base labeled 'ACTION FORCE'. Stepping forward, I reached out and gently tapped the clear plastic peg with my knuckle. It was solid, cool, and real. I was moving on my own.