Gemotions

He didn’t know how he ended up here, but Michael found himself digging in his backyard. Underneath the old oak tree, he unearthed a forgotten box. Within, a collection of old comic books, a small toy car, and a hand-drawn map. He spent hours poring over the details, the vibrant colours, the childish scribbles. The map led to a nearby park he hadn't visited in years. He felt charged, brimming with a sort of energy that made him want to move. The next day, he started writing a story for the first time in years.