A Gentle Tug

My fingers twitched against my waist. Wait, I can actually move them! I pushed my palm down and felt the bumpy, woven texture underneath me. Then, I reached upward and caught a single loose strand of my own hair resting over my chest. I gave it a soft tug. Yes, it felt real! I can stretch, I can touch, and this whole soft surface is right here under my hands. I eased my elbows back, ready for whatever happens next.