The scene is eerie, and my heart sinks at the sight. Emily was here, that much is clear. But where is she now?
I scan the room, searching for any clues that might lead us to her. The broken phone tells a story of its own, but it's not enough.
We need more. Zayn and Candy are beside me, equally perplexed by the situation. We have to find her, and fast.
I make a quick call to Emily's mom. I tell her every single piece of detail about what just happened and again , she bites my head off despite our efforts to keep her updated, her reaction stings.
I understand her concern, her fear for her daughter's safety, but her words cut deep. I try to remain calm, to reassure her that we're doing everything we can to find Emily, but her anger is palpable.
I can only hope that she'll come around once we have some good news to share.
As we scour the room, our minds racing with questions, Zayn spots a small piece of paper tucked away in a corner.
