Gemotions

Liam slumped against the kitchen counter, utterly defeated. He hadn't slept properly in days. The job was overwhelming, the deadlines were impossible, and the house, his new house, was a constant source of problems.

The previous owners had clearly neglected the place. He'd spent weeks fixing leaks, rewiring circuits, and battling the relentless tide of dust and grime. The amount of effort was starting to get to him.

He was staring at the wall, a blank space of what used to be a pantry. He kicked at a loose floorboard. A piece of the wall popped open, revealing a hidden room.