Gemotions

The new house was supposed to be a haven. For Anna, it was a gilded cage. The world felt muted, everything behind a thick pane of glass. She moved through the rooms slowly, her movements sluggish, her gaze unfocused. She spent most of her time on the couch.

While tidying up, she noticed a strange indentation in the hallway wall. She pushed, a section of the wall clicked open. It revealed a small room, filled with toys and games.

She picked up a small wooden train. The smooth, cool wood felt pleasant against her skin. She had no desire to play with it, but she found herself holding it for a long while. The train was oddly comforting.