Gemotions

He had wanted to scream. Instead, Thomas just stared, numb, at the screen. The patent database. His meticulously crafted, energy-efficient home heating system – someone else's. Filed a year ago. The realization hit him like a physical blow, leaving him winded. The air in his tiny apartment felt thick, heavy. He couldn't seem to draw a full breath. He turned away from the computer, the glow of the screen reflecting in his tired eyes. He needed to get out. He grabbed his coat, the fabric clinging to him like a second skin.