Gemotions

The discovery left David’s head spinning. The details in the file bore no resemblance to his health history, yet his name was clearly printed on the header. He felt a wave of confusion mixed with an odd sense of alarm.

He tried to reason with the clinic's administrative staff, but their responses felt programmed, generic. He felt a rising sense of indignation. He left the clinic and walked home in a daze, the city sounds fading into background noise.

He sat in his living room, staring blankly at the wall, the silence of the room amplifying his anxiety. A sense of dread had overtaken him, and he had no idea what to do.