Gemotions

The world felt suddenly hyper-real. Colors seemed sharper, sounds amplified. Eleanor couldn't stop the tremors in her hands as she navigated the crowded hospital lobby. Someone else's medical history was in her possession, a fact that both enthralled and terrified her. She clutched the folder close.

She decided to find a quiet corner. Her gaze snapped from one face to the next, scrutinizing every movement, every expression. The silence of the abandoned waiting room felt both a blessing and a torment.

A sharp, almost involuntary, gulp. She needed to understand. She wanted to understand.