Gemotions

The email's bold declaration seemed to mock him. *Your Diary: Read It Now!* Alex felt a wave of cold wash over him. His stomach churned. This was a nightmare. He’d meticulously buried that diary in a sealed box, certain no one would ever see its contents.

He took a deep, shaky breath, attempting to regain control. This had to be a mistake. A scam. A cruel prank. He had to assume it was, otherwise, he’d go crazy. He clicked on the link with a deliberate slowness.

The website loaded, its garish design grating on his nerves. The excerpts from his diary were there, displayed in a simple font. The details were correct, the handwriting matched. He felt a sharp pain behind his eyes. He willed himself to stop reading, but his gaze remained glued to the screen.