Gemotions

"Holy moly," Ben muttered, his eyes glued to the screen. The familiar lines of the house, the oddly slanted roof he’d always hated – there it was. His fingers drummed excitedly on the desk. He felt a curious lightness in his chest, as if a weight had been lifted. A broad, goofy smile stretched across his face.

He immediately started scrolling through the virtual tour, his mind instantly flooded with vibrant images. He imagined walking through the rooms, rediscovering old treasures, and feeling the ghosts of his younger self. He had to go, immediately.