Gemotions

The courtroom was cold, sterile, the air thick with tension. Liam was a musician, and a lawsuit had been filed, alleging his music was the result of stolen intellectual property. Liam found himself in a strange state. He just needed to be calm. The court room was quiet, until the playback of a song began. His song.

He watched the legal proceedings, his mind numb. From the speaker system, a recording of his own composition filled the room, performed by a band he'd never heard of. He did not know how he had arrived at this place. He felt as though he was seeing his reflection distorted in a funhouse mirror.

His lawyer, a woman with a stern face, began to speak, but Liam couldn't focus. The melody was warped, the lyrics altered. He felt as though he was being torn apart.