08:12 P.M.
Manila National Police Station.
September 2nd, the year 2018. Sunday.
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2 months after Katrina Fajardo went missing.
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A month after Dominador Gomez went missing.
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3 days after Zoey Cortez had been abducted.
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He sighed as he saw that there were traces of blood on the floor while he parted his lips slightly. He bit his lip and mumbled, "What have you done, Sabrina? You caught yourself in trouble once again."
He huffed some air as he reached for the kit and approached her on the bed. He placed it on the wooden table, it was small and the kit just served as the thing that could sit there. It occupied all of the areas while the bunker was simmering the frigid air, maybe it was because it was a closed area and no heat could trap their places in here.
