It’s been over an hour, and Cheyanne hasn’t returned. Zance had woken up about twenty minutes ago, confused. He said he was walking home, when a shadow fell over him. After that, he had no recollection of what happened.

“Where is she?” Zance asked.

Zach shook his head, “I don’t know.”

“I’m worried.”

“Me too bud, me too. Stay here, I’m gonna go look for her.”

Zance only nodded.

Zachary got up and headed to the kitchen, looking for any sign of Cheyanne. He saw nothing, but when he got closer to the sink, he saw a few splatters of blood.

“Funny, I didn’t hear her scream…”

He continued into the bathroom, when he heard something.

That something, was nothing.

Not a single sound, he couldn’t even hear his own breathing. Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Nothing

Nothing

Nothing

NOTHING

NOTHING