Gemotions

"So, first you click here," Leo said, his voice flat. He pointed at the screen, but his hand seemed to hesitate in the air. Across from him, the new employee, a young man named Ben, nodded with an unsettling enthusiasm. Leo felt a cold dread settle in his stomach.

Everything felt…off-kilter. The familiar office space, with its beige walls and generic artwork, had suddenly become a labyrinth of confusing angles. He didn’t recognize it. He didn't recognize himself, or his role in this bizarre production.

He tried to focus, but his thoughts scattered like leaves in a sudden gust of wind. He felt a tingling sensation in his fingertips, a prelude to a headache. What was he even doing here? Was this real? He blinked. The office remained unchanged, but within him, a vast, unsettling emptiness had taken root.