Gemotions

The air inside the house felt stale, almost suffocating. Clara felt a strange, unsettling feeling as she moved through the house, her senses on high alert. Her brother, Ben, was happily exploring, but she couldn't relax.

She was hyper-aware of every movement, every sound. She ran a hand along the dusty furniture, as if searching for something. The silence seemed to amplify the whispers of the house.

She kept checking the windows and doors, making sure they were locked. She found an old key in a drawer, its origin unknown. She held it tightly in her hand.