A Fold of Paper

My eye opened to a plain white expanse. Pressure surrounded my lower body. I tilted slightly forward and felt a sharp rustle underneath. It was a folded sheet of paper taped to the cabinet panel, holding me like a shallow basket. Across the gap stood a patterned green toy blaster pointed straight this way, carrying another blue figure upon its rail. I shifted my weight, testing balance. The paper creaked, but I held my ground, peering steadily outward.