A Clear Signal

Everything was still and dim around me. Then, a low vibration settled into my frame. I tested my weight and rolled forward just an inch along the cold ground, feeling each wheel make firm contact. Up ahead, a cluster of yellow and red indicator lights flickered through the haze. Carefully, I blinked my eyes, aligning my gaze with the warm glow. The light reflected cleanly against my front plate. Moving deliberately, I held my position on the track, listening to the quiet rhythm of the night.