Gemotions

He’d walked into the office expecting congratulations. Instead, he got a cold, hard dose of reality. The patent lawyer slid a document across the polished mahogany desk. His revolutionary teleportation device – already patented. He felt a pressure building in his chest.

The document blurred before his eyes. The lawyer's words, about prior art and legal technicalities, seemed to fade into a meaningless drone. He felt a profound sense of… being emptied.

He stared out the window, at the bustling cityscape below. The energy of the city seemed to amplify the sense of hollowness. He felt as if he were suspended, existing in a vacuum.