Gemotions

The movers had just left. The house was a mess. Sarah found herself standing in the kitchen, staring at the boxes. She needed to unpack, but the very thought made her want to slump to the floor. She swallowed hard, trying to fight off the heavy feeling that was creeping into her bones.

As she looked around, her eyes were drawn to a section of the wall behind the refrigerator. It was covered in wood paneling, and one of the panels had a slight imperfection. It was almost invisible, but her gaze kept being drawn back to it.

With a groan, she slid the panel aside. It revealed a narrow, hidden room. She felt a profound weariness wash over her, a longing for complete stillness.