Gemotions

The doctor’s office felt cavernous and empty as Mark left the appointment. His head throbbed as he walked to his car. The information in the file was not his, but the implications felt like a crushing weight on his shoulders. He unlocked the car and sat, not starting the engine.

The sun beat down on his face, but he felt cold. He stared at the steering wheel, his hands clenching into fists. The world, once familiar, seemed distorted and untrustworthy. Every sense was on high alert, searching for a clue, a sign, a solution to this bizarre twist of fate.