Gemotions

He was supposed to be relaxing, but Mark couldn't. He couldn't shake off the feeling that the house was holding a secret. He began to pace the formal living room, his boots making their mark on the carpet. He had a sixth sense about things. He would not stop until he figured it out.

He noticed a subtle shift in the wall behind the grand piano. He pressed his hand against the paneling. A section of the wall seemed to give way. A hidden room, dark and mysterious, stood before him. A jolt, like electricity, shot through his body.