03:05 P.M.
On the warehouse.
August 30th, the year 2018. Thursday.
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2 months after Katrina Fajardo went missing.
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Nearly a month after Dominador Gomez went missing.
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17 hours and 5 minutes after Zoey Cortez had been abducted.
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The door slammed from her back as she averted her eyes to the other corner of the room. Zoey widened her eyes when she saw two people huddled in the room. There was a man whom she knew really well, the one who was always cracking jokes around her, and Zoey could never attempt seeing his face with a lot of bruises.
Zoey averted her eyes from the floor and back to the man again, seeing that it was Mina, unrecognizable, and his face was so pale. The afternoon sunlight was evident on the windows, and the tall grasses were gusting in the wind, making the whole area felt like isolation from the outside world.
