A Soft Tap
Darkness flickered. A tiny pulse hummed behind my eyes... sss. My neck clicked as I tilted my head upward. Before me lay a pale, endless plain. Very quiet. I shifted my front block forward by half an inch. Tap. The surface was hard, cool, and flat. I paused, exhaled a low hiss into the stillness, and stayed perfectly motionless, watching the soft blur of distant colors.