Gemotions

The neon sign flickered, a taunting reminder. “Last Day: Joe’s Diner.” Liam stared at the sign, his breath catching in his throat. He’d seen the announcement on social media, but now, seeing it in person, the reality crashed down. His hands clenched into fists.

He wanted to run, to go back, to find a way to stop it. He felt the blood rush to his head, and he felt lightheaded. The familiar smells of the diner, the sizzling bacon, the brewing coffee, were now a source of agony.

His legs felt weak. He leaned against the brick wall, trying to steady himself, trying to comprehend that this was really happening. He closed his eyes, willing himself to wake up from this nightmare.