Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, unable to write the report. The details of the other patient's treatment, now likely based on incorrect information, swam before his eyes. It was his mistake. He'd been careless and inattentive.

He had always taken pride in his work. Now, the thought of what he had done filled him with revulsion. The taste of metal lingered in his mouth. He found himself avoiding mirrors, unable to face the man staring back at him.

He pushed away from his desk and wandered the hallways, feeling like a phantom, unseen and unheard. The silence of the hospital amplified his inner turmoil. He was a fraud, pretending to be a healer. He knew it wouldn't be long until he was exposed.