Gemotions

He’d always considered himself a practical man, but the secret room had shattered that illusion. David ran a hand through his hair, leaving it standing on end. The air in the newly discovered chamber, tucked beneath the staircase, was thick with the scent of dust and something else, something metallic and faintly unsettling. He told himself it was just old wiring, but the knot in his stomach disagreed. He couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, even now, standing in the bright sunlight of the hallway.