Gemotions

The house, with its fresh paint and new smell, held no appeal for Liam. He’d explored every room, every corner. His new life had started, but he felt like he was watching from the outside. The thrill of homeownership had vanished, and he was left feeling restless. He had played video games for hours, but the scores and awards only brought on more frustration.

He stood in the hallway, looking at the wall. The house was his, but he needed more, he needed to find something to do. He noticed a slight discoloration on the wall behind the staircase. He ran his hand over it. It gave way with a soft click.

Behind the panel, a dusty, dimly lit passage presented itself.