Gemotions

The silence that followed the crashing sound was perhaps the worst. It left an unsettling void. She stood in her doorway, the screen door still vibrating faintly from the impact. She found herself unable to move.

She’d been reading, a book about a natural disaster, before the world outside became one. Now, the story felt too real. She struggled to keep her breathing steady.

She glanced at the phone, then away again. Her hand felt clammy. She needed to tell someone. But who?