Gemotions

The key scraped in the lock, and the heavy door of the old house swung open with a groan. The air inside was still and heavy, and a strange tingling sensation crept up Amelia’s spine. She felt a lightness in her limbs, a buoyancy she couldn't understand. Her pulse raced.

Her brother, Ben, was immediately across the room, already starting to explore. She watched him, an odd feeling growing within her. His movements, normally so familiar, seemed different today.

She licked her dry lips. The silence was almost a tangible thing.