*Yolen's Pov*

I wake up with a start, drenched in sweat. I had a nightmare where some people had gone missing, one by one, every week. I sigh, looking down at my ruffled-up bed sheets.

"It's okay, Yolen, it was just a nightmare ..." I say to myself. I smell the aroma of eggs and bacon originating from the kitchen. It washes me with relief, knowing that everything is fine and everything is in order. I toss my bed sheets off me, and I see that I hadn't changed out of the clothes I had worn the day before. I swore under my breath, tossed myself out of bed, and stretched, feeling my bones pop and crack. I walk over to my closet and rummage through it to see if I have something to wear. I grab my clothes and get changed, putting my day-old clothes into the laundry basket. I walked into the hallway, down the stairs, and toward the kitchen. I saw my mother making the normal breakfast that she made every day: eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns. She acknowledged me and shot me a warm smile.

"Good morning honey, how did you sleep? I didn't see you come back when you went out with Olivia and Megan." She said as she placed some eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns onto a plate. I felt myself yawn, and I rubbed my eyes.

"I slept all right, but I had a nightmare before I woke up this morning. And we came back around 9, almost 10. You were asleep when I had returned ..." I said, grabbing the plate and heading to the dining table. I sit down at the table, and my cat decides that my feet would make for a great seat, I lift the fork and pick up some eggs. I can hear the fork scraping against the plate. I start to eat my breakfast quietly, still thinking about my nightmare... It felt too real to be a dream. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear my mother yell my name. My phone was ringing, it was Olivia, with her 0.5x zoom picture I took during the 7th-grade dance. I sigh, grab my phone, and answer her call.

"Yolen! I tried calling Megan, but she didn't answer, and I went over to her house, and she's missing!"