Gemotions

“Well, hello there,” Marcus announced to the musty air of the attic. He’d just finished installing the new smart thermostat downstairs, a task that, admittedly, had been a breeze. The air felt stale and heavy. He adjusted his grip on the flashlight. He'd find something interesting here, he was sure of it.

He crouched beside a stack of old boxes. He lifted the top one, revealing a collection of vintage board games. “Bingo!” he said aloud. He’d always enjoyed a good board game.

He pushed the boxes aside, and that’s when he saw it: a vintage record player. Its wood gleamed faintly in the dim light. He’d always suspected he had a good eye for restoration. He gave a nod and a smirk. "Let's see what we can do, shall we?" he murmured.