03:20 A.M.
At the center road of Camella's Village.
July 21st, the year 2018. Saturday.
Katrina Fajardo's 23rd birthday.
8 hours and 52 minutes since Katrina Fajardo went missing.
Carmela scooted over to the people disturbed in the middle of their sleep. She panted as she reached the front. Michie saw her shedding some tears. The two officers furrowed their eyebrows. But then, she smiled widely towards Carmela.
Marcus and Lieutenant Lirio glanced at her rapidly. They both widened their eyes when they saw Carmela. She removed all the protective measures and came upon the scene with nothing but the dagger in her hand.
"Carmela," Michie called out. The tears streamed down her eyes and Carmela didn't even know when to move an inch from her body. She couldn't move even though she tried, it's as if someone trapped her. Gluing those feet at the ground while she observed the muzzle of the gun.
