THE MAP
Warning: This is a pretty short chapter.
Ocean glared at everyone in the living room, not liking that none of them had been able to be of so much help. He was like a ticking bomb ready to explode on anyone who said anything contrary to what he wanted to hear or did anything that displeased him.
For all they knew, she could have been kidnapped. Worse, devoured by one of those roaming beasts out there, but no one dared to mention it to him as they agreed to keep searching for Moon.
Bob, who sat on the sofa across Ocean, felt suffocated by the silence in the room. He broke it by asking, "Where else could she be?"
They all turned towards him with grim expressions. At that moment, such questions were not appreciated.
Marcus sighed. "I wish there was a way we could trace her without having to go through all these problems."
Lydia absently added, "Like a map or something?"
Stone's brows drew together, "Map?"