Gemotions

The day's events felt like a series of obstacles, each one requiring a monumental effort to overcome. Ben's mind felt sluggish, a thick, sticky substance that clung to his thoughts. The vibrant colors of his nephew’s playroom seemed to mock his inner state.

He had promised to look at his nephew's artwork. Now, he found himself staring at the drawings. A skeletal figure with mismatched limbs and a permanently fixed grin occupied the pages.

He slowly recognized that unsettling face. A long-lost friend, an imaginary companion, resurfaced from the recesses of his memory, along with a deep, unsettling feeling.