Gemotions

He whistled as he walked through the botanical garden, admiring the vibrant colours. Leo’s research on plant communication, his passion project for years, was finally bearing fruit. The data, the observations, were all confirming his hypothesis. He felt an intense satisfaction, like a puzzle being completed. His professor had praised his findings.

A security guard approached him, his face tight. "Dr. Rossi wants to see you," he said. "Immediately." The guard's words, the sudden urgency, created an icy ripple down Leo's spine.