Gemotions

Her voice was hushed as she spoke into the phone. "But… everyone was supposed to be here. Where is everyone?" The venue, a rustic barn, was usually bustling with activity, but tonight, it was silent. The staff seemed embarrassed, offering vague explanations and averted gazes. She pressed her lips together, her mind struggling to reconcile the reality before her with the meticulously crafted plans she had made. The initial thrill of anticipation had vanished, replaced by a growing disquiet. She felt a cold sweat prickling at her skin.