Gemotions

Mark squinted at the MRI results. "Significant brain trauma… multiple skull fractures…” The words blurred before his eyes. His head throbbed. He touched his forehead, gingerly. He couldn’t remember any trauma. No accidents. No injuries.

He leaned back in his chair, trying to make sense of it all. He'd come in for a check-up, a routine procedure. He felt perfectly normal, if a little tired after the early appointment. His gaze drifted to the window, the sunlight streaming in. He felt a creeping unease, a tightening in his chest.

The doctor was speaking, explaining something about follow-up appointments. Mark barely heard him. The information felt alien, as though it belonged to someone else.