- Chapter Four -

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"Sorry that David still hasn't showed up," apologized Carson. It was now 8:30 in the morning and they were finishing up their breakfast. "I am going to call him and if he doesn't answer, we might have to walk home or something. Thanks again Erica, you have been extremely welcoming."

"Anytime. If you guys ever need anything, call me. You are always welcome here," said Erica. With that said, the girls got up and sat on the couch while Carson called his roommate, David.

"Addison can we please watch the video from last night? We never got to see it," asked Haley.

"Sure," answered Addison. She turned on the camera and pressed play. They saw big black hiking boots, ripped jeans, and a white shirt with red stains. The person was probably a 30 year old, but it was definitely a man. He turned and faced the camera for a split second.

"Pause it!" exclaimed Noella. The man had on a black mask, covering his face. He was a muscular man with black hair and brown eyes.

"Why does he look so famaliar to me," wondered Haley, "Wait a second, come here." The girls followed her into the hallway. "Look." It looked like a regular high school graduation photo, but standing there was a picture of a white, muscular man, just like the dude in the video. "No way."

Noella walked into the kitchen were Erica was cleaning up. "Excuse me Erica, I have a question for you. Um, can you come here for a second please?"

"Sure honey," agreed Erica. Noella brought her to the photo on the wall and pointed the man.

"Do you know who this is? He just looks very familiar to us," asked Noella.

Erica started to tear up. "That was my son. His name was George. When he was 19, he disappeared along with 9 of his friends. A few months later, 5 of his friends were found, but George and 3 of his friends were never found. It's been 12 years since he's been gone. I've been hoping that he would come back one day, but everyone is telling me there is no way he is alive," she wiped her eyes and continued, "Sorry for this sad story, I haven't had to explain George in a long time," she said wiping away her runny mascara.

"I'm so sorry to hear that..." Addison paused, "what if my friends and I have proof that he is alive?"

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