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    They exchanged a quick, questioning nce, before yton, his voice tentative, asked, “Makenna, are you upset?”


    His words stirred something inside me—anger, hot and sudden. “No, I’m not. I said it’s nothing, so it’s nothing. Just leave me alone, alright?”


    With that, I quickened my pace, determined to put distance between us.


    But they didn’t heed my words. They stayed close behind, as though they nned to follow me wherever I went.


    Bryan, unfazed, turned to the driver still waiting in the car and said, “Take Evelyn to the hospital. Her foot’s hurt.”


    The driver acknowledged him and began to move when suddenly, Evelyn let out a sharp, frightened gasp from inside the car, followed by the unmistakable sound ofbored breathing. The asthma attack—again.


    Bryan and yton froze, their footsteps halting as if they were rooted to the ground.


    I couldn’t help butugh bitterly, my self-mockery echoing in the stillness. “Better hurry up and get Evelyn to the hospital. It might be toote if you wait any longer.”


    With that, I shook their hands off me and walked away, not daring to look back.


    I drifted aimlessly through the pce grounds, feeling as though I had lost something vital. Everything seemed distant, like I was walking through a dream—or a fog, perhaps.


    When I finally snapped back to reality, I found myself standing in front of the door to my residence.


    I pushed the door open, stepping inside to find Evie and Alice sitting on the sofa, both of their faces etched with concern. To my surprise, Martin’s roommate, the one who had brought us the news earlier, was there too.


    He sat off to the side, his head lowered, his hands nervously twisting together.


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    I frowned, confusion settling in.


    What was he doing here, and sote at that?


    Before I could speak, Alice and Evie sprang from the sofa in near unison, their faces anxious, urgent. They rushed toward me, speaking in a whirlwind of worry.


    “Something’s wrong!” Alice’s voice was tight with panic.


    My heart skipped a beat, a heavy sense of dread settling over me. “What happened?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.


    Alice’s face went pale as she stammered, “Martin… Martin is missing.”


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    “What? How could Martin just vanish?”


    I blinked in disbelief, my mind struggling to catch up with what I was hearing.


    Alice shook her head slowly, the confusion clear in her eyes. “I don’t know either.”


    I turned sharply to Martin’s roommate, urgency creeping into my voice. “What exactly happened? Tell us everything, and tell us fast.”


    His voice trembled with anxiety. “Last night, Martin never came back. And today, he didn’t show up for his shift. We’ve searched everywhere we can think of, but it’s like he’s disappeared off the face of the earth.”


    The words hung in the air, suffocating the space around me. Martin had been missing for an entire night and day…


    A sinking feeling settled in my chest. I needed answers, fast. “Do you have any idea where he might have gone?”


    His frustration was palpable. “I really don’t know. Martin never opened up to me about his personal life. I can’t even begin to guess.”


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