The Last Text Said “If the Little Girl Keeps Looking, We’ll Take Her Too”

Wearing the green shirt.

The exact same shirt from the day he disappeared.

I ran toward him, but Mason didn’t hug me.

Not at first.

He was looking past me.

Terrified.

“Mommy… don’t scream.”

“My sweet boy, it’s me. I’m here.”

He shook his head, trembling.

“They didn’t take me.”

I felt the world stop.

James froze completely.

“What?”

Mason pointed under the bed.

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