A Friendly Wave

Everything was quiet and still until my fingers suddenly twitched. I felt the solid gray surface beneath my feet. My arms were stretched straight out to the sides, stiff and frozen. Slowly, I curled my white-gloved hand into a small, welcoming wave, testing the gentle bend in my wrist. A soft click echoed as my fingers moved smoothly in the empty space. I eased my hand back down to touch the cool floor, offering a warm, patient smile to the quiet surroundings.