Gemotions

The text message flashed on Liam's phone: "Just saw the new Star Wars film! Thoughts?" From "GalaxyGuardian." He'd been looking forward to this movie for weeks, but the message triggered a deep discomfort. He’d talked, at length, about his excitement to his online friend. He felt a prickly sensation crawl over his skin.

His pulse quickened. He started to pace in the cramped living room, back and forth. The air seemed thin, difficult to breathe. He glanced at the window, the blinds now seemed insufficient, offering insufficient protection. He gripped the phone, his knuckles white.

He felt a deep urge to throw the phone against the wall. Instead, he slammed his hand on the table.