Outside, the forest stood transformed, the once-charred remnants now thriving with life once again, thanks to Joshua's diligent efforts. With Asher's necklace repaired and glimmering faintly in the soft light, Joshua began searching for both Asher and Elara, feeling an urgency in his heart.
As he ventured deeper into the woods, a cacophony of sirens and shouting voices echoed in the distance. After a while, Joshua emerged from the trees, only to find a swarm of police vehicles and news crews surrounding the area. The reporters scrambled to capture every moment, their cameras aimed at the wreckage and the newly healed landscape. The entire incident, excluding Asher's rampage, had been broadcast live, stirring fear and confusion in the hearts of many.
Meanwhile, at home, Mika sat on her couch, scrolling through her phone. Her attention was suddenly seized by the news broadcast on television, which showcased the aftermath of the events in the forest. As she watched the footage of the destruction and the chaos, her heart dropped when she recognized the scene—it was near Asher's house.
In a panic, she dropped her phone onto the couch, frantically dialing Asher's number. The line rang, but there was no answer. "Asher, pick up," she pleaded, feeling a knot of dread tighten in her stomach.
When the call ended, she tried his mother's number, but it went unanswered as well. Growing more anxious, Mika quickly dialed Joshua. When he answered, his voice was laced with worry. "Hi Mika, is Asher by any chance at your house?"
"No, sir. Are you saying he's missing?" Mika replied, her voice trembling.
"Yes, I can't find him or Elara anywhere," Joshua said, his concern evident.
"Sir, where are you? I'll come to meet you so we can look for both of them," Mika insisted, determination replacing her fear.
Joshua relayed his location, and after ending the call, Mika swiftly dialed Bran's number. "Bran, you need to get over here! Something's wrong. Asher and his mom are missing!" she urged.
"Where do we meet?" Bran replied, his tone instantly serious.
Mika quickly gave him the details, her heart racing as she hung up. She felt a sense of urgency course through her veins, knowing that time was running out. With her mind racing, she thought of Asher—his kind heart, his laughter, and the way he always tried to bring light to her darkest days. She couldn't lose him.
Minutes later, Bran arrived, his expression grim. "What do we know?" he asked, his eyes scanning the scene.
Mika quickly briefed him on the news broadcast, her voice shaky but determined. "Joshua is looking for them, and I think we should head there right now. We need to find them before it's too late!"
Bran nodded, determination etched on his face. "Let's go."
Together, the two friends set off toward Joshua's location, the gravity of their mission hanging heavily in the air. They had to find Asher and Elara—no matter the what