First Observation

My vision cleared. I was looking straight ahead into the room, leaning beside a striped green sock. I tested my balance, slowly rotating my neck upward to evaluate the height of the ceiling. Nearby, a curious figurine with a grinning human head rested high against the ledge. Reaching out with my right arm, I tapped the soft knit of the striped cloth beside me. It shifted under my touch. Movement belongs to me now. I settled firmly in place, keeping a steady watch.