Missing

Autumn sighed and rubbed her arms as she waited for Gabe to come. He'd texted her he'd be there at six, but it was already seven. She glanced at her phone, considering if she should call him. "Where are you, Gabe?" she murmured to herself. She paced back and forth, the unease growing stronger. "Maybe he got stuck in traffic... or something came up at work. But he would've texted, right?"

Finally, feeling a bit worried, she decided to call him. "Come on, Gabe, pick up," she muttered under her breath as she pressed the call button. His phone was unreachable. "Great, just great," she mumbled, frustration lacing her voice. Anxiety began to creep in, and she bit her lip, staring at the screen in frustration. "Why was his phone off? This wasn't like him..."

As she started to worry about him, all sorts of unsavoury thoughts troubling her, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She almost jumped out of her skin then.