Ground Check

My joints unlocked. No hesitation—I leaned forward and tested my balance, planting one solid step into the fold of the dark blanket. It held. Right beside me, a white metal post rose like a structural beam. I extended an arm and tapped the cool enameled rail with my knuckles. A sharp, reassuring clink confirmed it: this platform is stable, and my frame responds instantly. I stopped firmly at the mattress edge, grounded and fully operational.