Gemotions

The doors slammed shut, pitching both Daniel and Claire into darkness. Claire started to sob, her panic escalating with each passing moment. Daniel felt a quiet hum of satisfaction. The final phase had begun.

He ran his hand through his hair, a small, almost imperceptible gesture of self-assurance. He was the only one in the company with the skills, the knowledge, and now, the opportunity.

He spoke, his voice calm and reassuring, though a subtle thrill coursed through him. "It's alright, Claire," he said. "We'll be fine."

He knew exactly what to do. His plan was perfect. He leaned back against the wall, a barely contained grin spreading across his face.