Gemotions

He stared at the computer screen, the words swimming before his eyes. The casual conversation with his coworker, Liam, about “Camp Clearwater” had stirred up a deep unease. He felt a sudden chill, as if a door had been opened to a draft.

Liam's vivid descriptions felt too intimate, too familiar. The memories, buried for so long, clawed their way to the surface. He felt a creeping dread, a sense of being trapped. The air around him suddenly felt heavy, charged with an invisible tension.

He reached for his phone, his hand trembling slightly. He needed to get out, to regain control, to escape the escalating feeling of… something.