Gemotions

The silence in the server room was broken only by the hum of the machines, but today, that sound grated on David's nerves. He ran a hand through his hair, his fingers tangling in the strands. He’d built the algorithm, the one that was supposed to revolutionize data processing. Now, he was witnessing it being presented by a competitor.

The code, the data structures, the processing logic... They were all identical, line for line. He felt a pressure in his skull, as if his thoughts were being compressed. He wanted to understand how it was possible, but the questions remained unanswered.

He struggled to breathe. The air in the room felt thin, as if it was being pulled away. His legs felt weak, and he had to grip the edge of a table to steady himself.