Gemotions

The lawyer said it was a coincidence, a case of parallel invention. She couldn't believe it. Everything had been stolen. She knew it, felt it in her bones.

Her apartment became a fortress. She taped up the windows, covering them with newspaper. She stopped answering her phone, screening all calls. The world outside felt hostile.

She spent hours online, searching for any connection, any clue. She found nothing, just a vast, empty void. Every click of the mouse seemed to echo in the silent room, amplifying her unease.