Her brain, the central command, was working overtime to build a mental map of her body in space. Without vision, it had to rely entirely on these internal whispers.
A wave of dizziness hit her. She felt like she was tilting to the left. But she wasn’t.
“Auditory spatial mapping,” she whispered to herself. The biology textbook called it echolocation —not just for bats. Her brain was measuring the milliseconds between the snap and the echo to build a 3D picture of the room. The were processing pitch and timing, while the parietal lobes were plotting a safe route.