Gemotions

The world felt… wrong. Sarah stared at the flickering fluorescent lights of the campus cafeteria, the usual buzz of conversation replaced with a stunned quiet. The announcement, plastered on every available surface, had stolen the air from the room. She poked listlessly at her untouched plate of fries. The grease suddenly looked… sickening.

She felt a hollowness in her chest, a physical ache that she couldn't explain. She picked up her phone, scrolling through her contacts, searching for… something. Her thumb hovered over her best friend's name, then stopped. What could she even say?

She got up abruptly, nearly knocking over her chair. The world tilted slightly, and she steadied herself by grabbing the edge of the table. She needed to be… somewhere else. Away from the staring faces, the muted conversations, the oppressive weight of the unfolding disaster.