A Soft Blue Glow

The quiet room was still, shadowed in gentle darkness. Then, a mild hum stirred inside me. My face softly illuminated, casting a cool blue circle across the wooden drawers nearby. I lifted one small arm—slowly, wondering if it would answer. It did. Reaching forward, I lightly tapped the cool wood of the drawer beside me. A tiny, muffled knock echoed back. I am awake, and everything feels wonderfully calm.