Gemotions

Michael felt a surge of… something. He wasn't sure what to call it. It was like a fire, spreading through his chest, making his hands clench into fists. The news – the potential acquisition – hung heavy in the air. He watched, from his desk, as the head of HR hurried down the hall and disappear into the CEO's office.

He stood up, pulling his chair so hard it crashed to the floor. A few people looked up, then quickly looked away again. He felt a need to act, to do something, anything, besides sit and watch. He couldn't shake the picture of the company's past and present, or the future, if it was going to be anything at all.

Without a second thought, he walked over to the nearest office. He knocked, then pushed the door open before the person inside could say a word. "What's going on?" he demanded. The manager, a man he'd never quite trusted, looked startled. Michael didn't back down.