Gemotions

A wave of nausea washed over Thomas as he stood before the locked door to the research lab. Dr. Chen, his supervisor, his confidante, the person who had shaped his career, had simply vanished. An email, a curt dismissal from the university. Nothing more. Thomas’s hands clenched into fists, the knuckles turning white. He felt a burning sensation behind his eyes. He walked away from the locked door, his footsteps echoing in the empty hallway, the silence screaming louder than any spoken word.