Gemotions

He stared at the unopened box, the address label a stark reminder of his current predicament. Eviction loomed. He had just received his final warning. The cold, hard reality had begun to set in. He felt the familiar pressure in his chest, the feeling of being trapped. He wasn't sure what was in it, but he hoped. The rent was due tomorrow.

The package sat on the floor, taunting him. He picked it up and found it was surprisingly heavy. He slit the tape with trembling fingers. The contents: a set of rare, unopened trading cards, in pristine condition. A rush of adrenaline filled him as he thought of what they could bring. His gaze hardened.