Gemotions

The rhythmic clack of keys filled the library, a familiar and reassuring sound to Emily as she worked on her thesis. The stacks were a haven, the hushed atmosphere a perfect backdrop for the research she was so close to finishing. Hours melted away as she delved into her project, the deadline looming but manageable. She was on track, she was progressing, she knew her purpose.

A notification popped up on her laptop. An official university announcement. With a sigh, she clicked it open, intending to dismiss it as administrative fluff. Her hand froze mid-air as the news solidified: the college was shutting down. A cold jolt went through her, like icy water had been poured down her spine. The world, previously so focused and clear, suddenly seemed to shift and tilt around her.