Help My Child
At midnight, the village was desolate and the mountains were covered with cold wind.
In the glamour warehouse, which was abandoned in the north of the city, the light was as dim as ghost fire.
Suddenly, the sound of the giant truck's engine came and broke the dead silence.
"Can they really let Dot go?" Hazel jumped out of the car, trembling in extreme anxiety and panic.
"Keep calm and play it by my eyes." Said Zac in a low and deep voice.
There were several strange figures hiding in the dark. They were all paying close attention to the situation in the warehouse.
Zac walked into the warehouse, and Hazel followed closely behind him.
The messy cartons and stale smell of the warehouse came from the air.
"We are already here. Where is the child?" Said Zac in a low voice, his words echoing in the air.