When Did Will Byers Go Missing Novels & Stories

Chapter 60: Date *Melissa's POV* A week had passed since Mia and Stefan mysteriously went missing. Every effort to reach or locate Stefan's whereabout had been abortive. Williams and his team had gone as far as checking several airports and rail stations CCTV, yet nothing. He seemed to had disappeared into the thin air. At the moment, he had some private investigators continue the search. Mia's parents, the mother especially had been demanding for their daughter. She had refused to accept that Williams truly had no hand in her disappearance. But for whatever reason, she wasn't going all hard on Williams.

"Yes, that boy disappeared right after the event ended. He's not answering his phone, either. I have no idea where he's gone." Wilson pulled out a cigarette from its box as the look in his eyes deepened. "Yvonne, think carefully. When did he go missing? I'll help you find him." Yvonne told them the time, which coincided almost exactly with when Serena had disappeared. Wilson let out a cold chuckle. "Don't worry, Yvonne. I'll find him." For some reason, Yvonne found Wilson's expression unnervingly sinister. … A splash of icy liquid hit Serena's face, jolting her awake from unconsciousness.

I still resent her for everything she's kept from me, it's been weeks but I still love her and even though I don't want to, I miss her. —Have you come yet?— I ask Melody when I enter the office. She was serious, but she smiles when she sees me. "We don't have any news yet. Don't worry, it will show up. Sawyer has been missing for weeks, he was supposed to come with us to take shelter but he hasn't arrived. Melody told me that they went looking for him at the apartment where he was staying and there was nothing of his. He totally disappeared, there are no traces anywhere, there are no cameras that have seen him, he did not cross borders, but he is not in the country either. And he worries me,

“The police keep saying he probably ran off to another state. Like Jackson would just pick up and leave without telling anyone. Like that makes any sense. You know him just as well as I do. So where could he be, Dad?” Her father didn’t have an answer to that—he didn’t know any better than anyone else did. “Just try to get some sleep, okay? I’ll be up later with some sandwiches,” he said, squeezing her shoulder again, deciding it was better to just let her be. After the door closed softly behind him, Maya pulled the duvet back over her head, muffling her sobs into her pillow. Three weeks. Twenty-one days since Jackson Hayes had disappeared off the face of the planet, along with Frost and Kie

"Is that so? When was the female patient sent to the hospital? I want the specific time and date." Jaxon told William the time, and the latter found that it was a little familiar. "Why does the date feel familiar to me?" "It's normal that you're familiar with the date, Mr. Howard. This is the day when Miss Clark went missing. Back then, you ordered me to go to the sea with our men to look for her." "The day of Abbie went missing, huh?" William froze for a while. "What a coincidence!" He pondered for a moment before he ordered Jaxon, "I'll leave the matter of Mr. Floyd and the injured woman to you. Tell me immediately if you find anything."

Within two minutes, the doors of the elevator going up from the basement parking lot to the fifth floor had opened and closed six times. No one knew what Trudy was thinking. She left the elevator and saw William barreling toward her. He was so beside himself with panic that his voice cracked. Chaos had erupted in the building, and the special forces operators seemed to be frantically searching too. "Have you seen Beverly?" William demanded. "What's the matter?" Trudy asked. "She's gone missing, and so have Esther and Harry!" William noticed Trudy going still, as if startled by the news. "Call Wendell and inform him about this! I'll go check the surveillance footage!"

2038 Torn between two worlds and living in the reality of the confusion of his current situation, something told him the timing was bad. Staring at the screen of his mobile device, the news Google search engine was relating to him was a bad one. His parents had been reported missing at 1:48pm on the 28th day of October 2016 by their attorney who had arrived at their residence to find their home empty without a single soul inside of it except for a broken lock at the front door signifying forced entry. Their mobile devices had been found in the living room but they were still missing till date along with a police patrol car and four police officers.

The urge to learn more about Ginger gnawed at him, and he didn't know why he was so curious about her. After a moment's hesitation, he typed her name into the search box of the National Database. He had learned her name this morning from the building mailbox she had been assigned to in her apartment, and by her accent he had narrowed it down to Southeast. He froze as a two-week old missing person's report from Nashville, filed by Valerie Peet, listed Willa Peet as a minor, came in. It didn't say much about the circumstances surrounding her disappearance, but her mother had provided color photos, one of which was a recent yearbook photo of Willa. Neither of the girls had any criminal records,

His father sat on the couch, glasses low on his nose, a training manual open in his hands. He looked up the moment Williams entered. “Long day?” his father asked. Williams nodded, dropping his keys on the table. “Yeah… Ethan was involved in an accident and I went to see him… but he… he isn’t ready to talk to me.” His father closed the book halfway, studying his son with a knowing look. “You’ve been pushing yourself harder than usual, Will. Trust me he’ll come around.” Williams hesitated. Then he sat down opposite him. “Dad… did you hear the news? The file went missing” I plan to pay a visit to Bertha City soon.”

Una Jeanne Miller, 24, a student at a university in Boston; Liezel Anne Blanco, 25, and William Thomas, 26, both employees at MaxxTech ―all have failed to show up the following day after a night out in downtown Boston…. The sun was already up and Will Thomas was frantic after learning the news that all four of them going missing had gone national. Police officers were now investigating their disappearances. This was bad for him. He had to make a move now. Cursing silently to himself, he shut his laptop down. He was being reckless for staying in the cabin more than what he initially had planned. No more extension. No more delays. He had to act fast now. The idea of leaving had never appealed