Gemotions

The news hit him like a physical blow. The sudden transfer to the legal department. He was still reeling, his mind unable to process the words. He felt a surge of heat rush through his body, making him feel feverish. He slammed his fist on the desk.

His pulse quickened, racing in his ears. He clawed at his tie, loosening it, as if the fabric were choking him. He started to pace his office, the hardwood floor creaking under his weight.

He felt his throat constrict, as if someone were squeezing it. He struggled to breathe, taking shallow, panting breaths. He felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. He had to get out. He had to escape. He ran to the door.