Two weeks had passed, but there was no news of Myne. We'd searched his whereabouts everywhere frantically, yet found nothing. Everyone is going nuts because of this, and no one has spoken anything positive recently. Gloom hangs heavy in the air and a depressed look is plastered on our faces, as if we have lost all hope.
I... myself am no better. When I learned that Myne had disappeared that day, I thought with Myne's abilities it probably wouldn't be a big deal. After all, he always does miraculous things, and I wouldn't be much surprised someday declared he'd returned from hell itself... But as time stretched on, I, like everyone else, began to lose hope. Yes, I believe that he will come back; it is only a matter of time. But negativity can be infectious, and the constant downbeat talk around me fueled unsettling thoughts.
