Gemotions

The emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows across the faces of Liam and Emily. Liam found himself gazing out the door, though he knew there was nothing to see. The silence, punctuated only by the occasional groan of the metal, was deafening. He felt a profound sense of disconnect from the world.

Emily, who worked in HR, was attempting to make light conversation. “Well, at least we have plenty of time for team-building!” she chirped, her voice a little too high. Liam couldn't bring himself to respond. He was tired of pretending. The elevator, much like his life, felt stalled.

He wanted to scream.