Gemotions

He pressed his back against the cool metal of the elevator wall. He felt oddly detached, as if watching a movie. The world outside felt like a distant memory, hazy and indistinct. His hands were trembling slightly.

He couldn't quite remember what he'd been talking about with his colleague just before the elevator stalled. He blinked several times, trying to sharpen his focus, but the task felt impossible.

He kept glancing at his watch, but the time seemed to be a meaningless number. He felt a deep, unsettling disconnect from reality.