Gemotions

The argument had been loud, the resolve on both sides, hardened. Now, Sam moved through the apartment like a detective, analyzing every detail. The stakes were high. A small, furry creature.

He examined the space with a critical eye, noticing any changes, any irregularities. He was on high alert, his senses working overtime.

He checked beneath the couch, behind the curtains, even inside the refrigerator. His hands trembled slightly. The air felt brittle.

He heard a faint scratching sound coming from the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat. He knew what he would find.