Gemotions

The listing felt like a punch to the gut. The house, painted a jarring shade of teal, looked unfamiliar. He felt a cold sweat break out as he scrolled through the images. What had they done to his memories?

He had to act quickly, before some clueless buyer snapped it up. He printed the listing and spread it across his kitchen table. He grabbed his phone and started calling. He needed to know if the neighbors were aware, if they had seen anyone new.

He called his sister, his cousin, his old school friends. He needed allies. He needed eyes on the ground, a support network. He began a spreadsheet, tracking every detail, every potential threat, every piece of information.