Gemotions

The news felt like a blow. James sat frozen in his chair, the screen reflecting his blank, pale face. His palms began to sweat. Everything felt… wrong. He felt a sudden, intense craving for escape. He looked at the door, considering running away from the reality of it all.

He pushed himself up, but his legs felt leaden. He stumbled as he walked to the window, staring out at the rain-swept street. The world outside seemed just as bleak as his inner landscape. He wrapped his arms around himself.