A Gentle Click

I stood very still. The dark wooden floor felt solid and cool under my bare feet. Taking a slow breath, I carefully tested my fingers against the little white and blue plastic blaster gripped in my hands. My joints flexed. It moved. I lowered my arms slightly and pressed the tip of the toy gadget against my pajama pants, hearing a faint plastic click. It seemed I was fully awake now, standing quietly beside the white door frame without causing any trouble.