Gemotions

He hadn't slept in two days, fueled by caffeine and an unshakeable belief in his project. Now, the email. The matching project. The identical… everything. Robert felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest, as if a physical blow had been delivered. He took a shaky breath, struggling to maintain control.

He got to his feet, the world tilting slightly. He felt a strange lightness, as if he were floating. He needed to escape, to run, to disappear. He grabbed his coat, the fabric feeling rough against his trembling hands. The office lights seemed to pulse, mocking his efforts.