Gemotions

The air crackled with excitement. The entire city was buzzing. Jasper Thorne, the literary genius, was coming to town! Mark, a dedicated fan, practically vibrated with happiness. He had his entire collection of Thorne’s novels ready to be signed, his best pen at the ready.

He spent the day preparing. He wore his favorite shirt, splashed on some cologne, and rehearsed the perfect compliment he wanted to offer the author. He was floating with happiness. He could barely contain himself.

The signing was everything he’d hoped for. Thorne was gracious, engaging, and seemed genuinely pleased to meet his fans. Mark’s turn finally arrived. He held up his copy of *Crimson Tides*, ready to share his adoration.

As Thorne signed the book, a shadow crossed Mark’s face. He knew that story. He’d written it. The details. The structure. Every single line. The pen slipped from his numb fingers, and his world dissolved into a dizzying vortex of disbelief.