A Spark in the Palm

A warm pulse surged through my limbs, breaking the stiffness that held me still. I blinked, realizing I could move my fingers at will. Glancing down at the energy orb balanced in my right hand, I gently closed my fingers around its glowing edges. Its light cast a soft blue flicker against the rough brown cardboard walls surrounding me. I stepped forward slightly on the cobblestone base beneath my boots, feeling its solid, textured surface. Everything was quiet, but I stood ready, fully awake and alert.