First Step on Wood

My fingers resting against my chin suddenly twitched. I lowered my hand, blinking at the shiny wooden floor right beneath my toes. Curious about the ground, I shifted my weight forward and took a firm, soft step. I reached over to the low wooden trunk beside me and tapped the crisp paper sticking out from the colorful gift bag. It made a lively rustle, confirming that everything around me was real and ready to explore.