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"Why has his phone been out of reach? was his phone dead?" Jimmy mumbled as he was trying to call Jaehyun so early in the morning. He merely wanted to greet Jaehyun with "Good morning" and ask how he was doing. "Alright, maybe he was still on the bed."

All for me. A shaky breath escapes me. I have to find him. I clutch my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I pull it from my pocket. Aaron’s name, already burned into my memory, practically leaps out at me from my contacts list. I have to call him. I have to call Aaron. I walk towards the front door, the floorboards creaking beneath my feet. My thumb hovers over his name, then presses down, initiating the call. I lift the phone to my ear, listening to the first hesitant ring, then the second.

God, I’m so tired… Minutes passed before she tried his friends, but all gave the same reply: they didn’t know. Until one thought stabbed her—there was someone who could find him. Someone who could track anyone down with nothing but a number. Someone who unsettled her in ways she couldn’t name. Hastan. Her fingers shook as she pressed his name on her phone. On the other end, Hastan’s lips curved when her name flashed across his screen. “Hastan… I need your help. May I ask?” Meira’s voice was cautious, hesitant.

It recoiled, arching it back and hissed at Suzanne before sprinting away. Suzanne stood back up, looking at her palm. It’s an ominous sign, she thought just as the phone in her back pocket began to ring. The ringtone was a BTS ‘Not Today’ ringtone. It was old man Hendricks. Suzanne blinked, wonder of wonders, Hendricks never called. She pressed the answer button and stepped into her grandmother’s unit. Grandmother was sitting on her bed sipping a can of beer. How grandmother had managed to smuggle in such rarity was beyond Suzanne’s understanding.

I quietly lay on my bed, when my phone buzzed. Unknown numver; I'm here to help you. Give me a chance. Mike.

"You need to come back here. Your apartment is a mess, and I'm afraid he's looking for you." My fingers go numb and the phone slips from my grip and clatters to the ground. It's him. He found me.

I burst into tears when I found nothing in my wallet. My savings... My money... Maia? I went back to my bed and looked for my phone. My hands are still shaking uncontrollably as I dialed Maia's digits but it can't be reached. No... What is happening? What is happening right now? Why can't I reach her? Where is she?

I looked around for Tracy but I couldn't find her. "Tracy Willow," I saw Tracy as she climbed the stairs and entered the hall. Willow? She and Julian had different last names? ‘Could be that she's answering her mother's last name' I made myself comfortable in a chair designated for parents and guardians. I took out my phone, the one Mr Trahan had bought for me. I didn't have any contacts saved yet. Better start getting people's contacts once I get home. ************ About an hour later, the school children started coming out. I didn't see Tracy among them.

Where did they go? “I c-can’t find it,” I uttered while trying to find my phone. All I could see is my wallet and my phone is not showing up. The lipstick showed up and such but my phone is not there. Fuck! Peter snatched the bag from my hold. “Let me find it. Calm yourself down, my lady. Breathe in and breathe out first. We will find them, just stay calm. Drink water if you must,” Peter said. I was so helpless because I don’t know where to find them. I sat on the sofa while looking at the usual spot where my mom stays.

Hopefully Aiden will find me before they do. As they searched around, my burner phone buzzed with an incoming message from Aiden: Hold on. I'm coming.