Gemotions

The silence felt amplified, the absence of the car almost physically palpable. Her arms hung limply at her sides, and her shoulders slumped. She had a strange feeling of being disconnected, a sense of unreality.

She slowly began to retrace her steps. Had she made a mistake? Had she imagined the car? No, she knew she hadn't. She remembered parking it there last night. The key was still on her keychain.

She closed her eyes, trying to force a sense of calm, but panic was rising in her chest, a relentless tide. She felt as though she was in the eye of a storm, a moment of deceptive quiet before chaos erupted. It was all a horrible, confusing mess.