She heard the cry. It kept going and going. But still, she could not find where it was coming from as she searched the entire apartment. She ran into the nursery, but her son was not there.
She moved toward the living room, but the sound faded as she came closer. Then, it would start again somewhere around the house, haunting her, calling her.
"Ares..." She called out to him as she sprinted to the next room only to find it empty. "Where are you?" She kept calling as his wails echoed on the walls.
Eventually, she stopped when she reached her bedroom, panting and crying as she failed to find him. "Ares, where are you?" She repeated, barely making a sound as she ran out of breath.
But the crying started again downstairs, but she was already too tired to make another step. She took one long breath as she pushed herself to dash downstairs, using her last remaining energy to find her son.
