Gemotions

The news felt like a shot of adrenaline straight to the veins. Professor Davies, gone. Finished. Done. A grin, unbidden and almost manic, stretched across Leo’s face. He could feel a strange tension coiled within him, a need to *do* something, anything, to release the energy surging through him. He ripped the email open, then crumpled it in his fist, the paper crackling under the pressure. His gaze darted around the lab, cataloging the chaos, the potential. He imagined himself, free from supervision, free from constraint. He felt suddenly, intensely alive.