Novel & Cerita Just Another Missing Person

Some of the things in the house is already rotten, fruits and food in pans which means it's been a while since she's been missing. He decided to go to the police station to register her as a missing person. As he waited in line, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Something must certainly, have happened to her because she won't just up and leave. "Can I help you?" the officer at the desk asked. "Yes, I need to report a missing person," Alex replied. "My ex... friend Danielle. She's been gone for days, and I can't reach her." The officer nodded sympathetically. "Let's get the details. I'm Detective James."

she asked, sticking a piece of pink bubble gum in her mouth. "Her name is Gwendolyn Jones, an editor for the Brooklyn Enquirer, and I think she was chasing a story of these two rival mafia gangs. She could be in grave danger." I pointed to a picture of Darick. "How long has she been missing?" the receptionist asked. "Um, a few days, maybe a week now." I could feel my heart beat rising again, and I tried to take a few deep breaths to steady it. "You'll have to fill out this paperwork so we can put out a missing person's report," she stated slowly, popping her chewing gum.

Then— Adrianna frowned immediately. “Ugh, seriously? This is the third one in just one hour.” She said to no one in particular. She picked up a slice of apple and sunk into it. She tried to reach for the remote and change the channel but before she could do that, the tone of the advertisement changed. They were displaying images of a missing person. She didn’t quite recognize the person but the name. That name sounded familiar. It sounded very very familiar. SCARLETT GRACE STONE, LAST SEEN AT AURIEE. ANY USEFUL INFORMATION WILL BE APPRECIATED. IF YOU HAVE ANY, REPORT TO THE NEAREST POLICE STATION.

Five of them were older men, maybe in their fifties or sixties, and the sixth, was much younger, probably my age. “We appreciate you making the time to sit down with us,” one of them offers a tight smile, “I will cut out any filler and get right into it. We’ve received reports of missing wolves being seen in this area just before vanishing. Over the last three weeks, nearly a dozen reports had been filed with the council regarding missing people, most of whom were rouges traveling in small groups. You wouldn’t happen to have any insight to add, would you?” “Missing wolves?” an incredulous look crosses Azure’s face. “The only wolf I know that is missing is Mila, and I imagine she is off somew

"That popular blonde singer, Taylor Swift, I think is one of them." I quickly grab my phone to fact-check, I g****e 50 missing persons, and unfortunately, it's all true. Apparently, people have been mysteriously disappearing from their homes, leaving no traces. "Leo, I think their disappearance might be related to the poem on the scroll," says Mateo, showing him the scroll again. "It says no one will be spared. Maybe those people are being kidnapped, or worse, annihilated." I keep scrolling through the news headlines on my phone. The headlines scream Taylor Swift Missing! …and then in fine print: oh yeah, 49 other people too.

The girl shrugged, “We never know what exactly, but the people taken away never return, which probably answers the question.” Death! Everything I have worked for. The struggle and hard times I have gone through would all go down the drain. No one would be able to tell me what happened to me. With the number of people here and probably long gone, it suggests why there are always weekly police reports of people missing. Those evil monsters! It has been them all along.

King just hoped it was in one piece and still sucking in air. For just one second, he allowed himself to think about Pete and Jillian Karr; their pale, stricken faces had haunted his dreams for the past week. Despite not being wealthy people, they'd hired King's Men after almost a week of cooperating with the police. The cops were doing their best, but Freddie was the eighth newborn to go missing from hospitals all over Colorado in the past four months, and they were simply overwhelmed by false leads and mired in jurisdictional red tape.

As I’m sitting at my table drinking my coffee and reading the paper, I come across a missing person’s article. Another young woman who disappeared without a trace. Like so many before this one, the woman was young, pretty, well-liked by everyone and happy in her life. The family is quoted with the usual “we just don’t understand how someone could do this to our angel.”

“Not at all.” “Why?” Mateo’s tone hardened. “Just to be clear— is it considered a norm for a minor left under your care to go missing and you don't lodge a missing person's complaint ” “Never,” Dr Merrill replied sharply. “We didn't keep quiet. According to our record, the boy was discharged days back, but his mother never picked him, and when he was finally confirmed missing, we called multiple times since she's a detective but she didn't disburse her self to know the reason for the call”

CHAPTER TWO. ****** Logan sat tiredly on his desk while lazily flipping through documents of missing persons. There has been quite a frighteningly increasing number of Missing persons in the last months. All ranging from children to adults, men, women, old, and young, none is an exception. This has left Logan with more questions than answers. No one has been able to bring any information. All he had were bizarre statements from the loved ones of the said missing person/persons. One statement seemed so ridiculously meaningless, it almost sounded like a lazy prank by an amateur.