Gemotions

The moment the hidden passage revealed itself, Liam’s legs felt like jelly. He’d leaned against the seemingly solid wall for support, his hand accidentally brushing against a concealed lever. Now, the space was revealed – a narrow, cramped room, barely big enough to stand in. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him. He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure. He shouldn’t have come here alone. He should have waited for Sarah. Now, the silence of the space felt heavy, oppressive, as if the air itself was pressing down on him.