Gemotions

He’d driven past it every day for years, a comforting landmark. And now, nothing. Just a void, a gaping hole in the familiar landscape where the towering sequoia once stood. He felt a tremor run through him, a feeling that clawed at his insides.

He would learn who had done this. He would find their weak point, the one that truly hurt. Then, he would use it. He began to gather information. He became a shadow, moving in the darkness, gathering the right tools for a very unpleasant task.