Whisper Beyond the Hollow

She still hasn't called. Messaged. Emailed. Not a peep. Not to your parents. Not to you. She was supposed to keep in contact over summer break - and even if she wasn't, you spoke almost every day anyway. But now there's nothing.

No replies. No response. Too early to panic, the police said. No big deal. She's probably off partying. But you know her, and you know she would never keep you out of the loop. Not even for this John guy. Not even then.

But you do have an address. Six hours out. Some remote place in the middle of fucking nowhere - 20 miles from her college town. And maybe if you beg June, she'll take you. She'll get it. She has to. And if it turns out there's nothing wrong, no big deal - road trip.

But at least you'll know.