Third Person's Narrator
He twitched in his seat, his legs were quivering no matter how much he tried to control them, they just won't stop. Ray tried to keep himself sane as a lot of questions, and a lot of thoughts attacked him. Dozen of questions wrecked his mind and he didn't have an answer to them. He willed his quivering hands to stop trembling.
He looked at their manager who was on the phone. A pale expression displayed on his face as he answered whoever was on the other line.
"Don't panic, Ray, your sister will be fine wherever she is." Carl who sat beside him said.
He averts his gaze to Carl and in as much as he wants to have faith in his words, he couldn't. Thousands of negative thoughts destroyed his mind and it left him restless.
"What if my sister is in some kind of danger?" He asked and stood up. He paced up on and down, his hands positioned on his waists. "Or probably dead..." He voiced out the one word he was so afraid to say.
