Gemotions

The musty smell of the old book filled the small apartment. As David unfolded the letter, his face turned pale. It contained a list of names, a list that included his own.

He felt a sudden, sharp pain in his gut. His hands were ice-cold as he clutched the letter tighter. The familiar objects in his apartment seemed to shift and change in the dim light, taking on a sinister aspect.

He slammed the book shut, the sound echoing in the silent room. He felt a sudden urge to flee, to disappear, to hide.