Gemotions

The library was silent, the silence amplifying the thudding of Thomas's heart. The letter, an official document, detailed his grandmother’s resignation. The reason for the departure was opaque. His mind raced, seeking answers, but finding only questions. He was suddenly short of breath.

He leaned against the bookshelf for support, his legs threatening to give way. The room seemed to contract around him, the shelves of books forming a cage. The images swirled, and the walls seemed to shift. He felt the urgent need to escape, to run, to leave this place behind.