Gemotions

He found it in the cloud. Password protected. He broke it. An account he never knew existed. The figures seemed obscene. He felt a wave of nausea, followed by a dizzying sense of disorientation. The world tilted sideways.

He walked into the kitchen, his legs feeling weak. He ran his hand across the countertop, the cold granite a stark contrast to the heat building inside him. He needed to get away, but didn't know where to go.

He turned on the TV, then immediately turned it off. The silence was deafening. He had to sit down and did so, but felt no relief. The image of the account balance flashed behind his eyelids.