Gemotions

He felt a prickling sensation on his skin, like tiny needles. His business presentation, a make-or-break moment, was now at risk. The delay was no coincidence. He was sure they were trying to steal his presentation.

He kept checking his briefcase, over and over, confirming the file was still there. He scrutinized the other passengers, looking for signs of ill intent. He started thinking about who his competition was.

He avoided eye contact, even as he caught the gaze of the man across the room. The lights began to dim, throwing long shadows that danced and twisted. He had a tight feeling in his chest. His hands began to shake.