Gemotions

The world felt new. When he looked in the mirror, Marco saw a different man staring back. His eyes were brighter, his skin smoother. The dull ache of his past had been replaced with something… else. He spent his days in the gym, pushing his body to its limits, reveling in the feeling of strength.

The letter arrived via courier, a formal notice requesting his presence at a research facility. Another patient. Sharing the same inexplicable change. The same rare condition. He met the woman, Helena, and she seemed as baffled as he was. When she spoke about the feeling, it was as if she described his body, his soul.

They spoke for hours, their initial shock giving way to a shared exhilaration. They both felt a powerful, almost uncontrollable impulse to *do*. To live. To make up for lost time.