Testing the Surface

I slowly blinked, noting the soft glow beneath me. Crouched behind a tall silhouette, I cautiously lifted my right hand. To my quiet surprise, my fingers obeyed each thought without delay. I carefully extended one fingertip toward the polished floor, gently pressing against the edge of an embedded stage light. It felt cool, smooth, and entirely solid. A faint, steady vibration hummed under my palm, orderly and calm. Everything appears to be in proper functioning order. I rested my hand lightly against the stage, content to observe from this quiet spot.