Gemotions

The house groaned as the wind picked up, a mournful sound that echoed through the empty rooms. Liam found himself pacing, unable to sit still, each step feeling disconnected from the last. Everything felt out of kilter, the light, the shadows, the very air he breathed.

He went from room to room, seeking purchase, some fixed point in the chaos. The new house was a puzzle that he couldn't solve, and he felt a growing sense of panic.

In the master bedroom, he noticed a slight discoloration on the wall near the closet. He ran his fingers over the surface, finding a hidden latch. With a click, a section of the wall swung open, revealing a hidden passage. His heart hammered against his ribs. He felt like he was falling.