I run inside and grab my keys not caring that I haven't brushed my teethe or hair yet. I quickly put the keys in ignition and make my way to the place I knew she had been.
The hospital.
As I pull into the parking lot, I see a familiar blue car. My heart swells in hope as I get closer and closer. That hope is thrown away when I find the car vacant and cold. She was definitely here last no doubt. I quickly walk through the entrance to the front desk and see a woman typing on her computer.
"Excuse me ma'am but I'm looking for my sister Emma Clark? She checked in last night but never came home so I'm assuming she's still here." I know someone has her, I just have to be sure.
The lady looks up from the screen. "What did you say her name was, dear?" "Emma Clark." I said quickly. After moments of searching. She finally looked back up again and said "She checked out at 11:42 last night after Dr. Ryan let her go." Dr. Ryan? Oh right, she was waiting for the prescription from him last night. "Um... Okay, is there anyway that could perhaps see Dr. Ryan?" Sensing her annoyance, I added a quick "please?" She sighed a finally said "he's not working right now, he called in and said he wouldn't be here until later. I'm sure you can catch him around 9."
How peculiar.
That's odd, I don't know if it was coincidence or purpose but he's not here, and neither is she. As far as I know, he's the last person she saw or spoke to. My stomach twists as I continue to think of what is happening to my sister. I shudder as I think I the worst. What if she's unconscious somewhere? Tortured even? The sound of a throat clearing breaks my thoughts. But I have one last question.
"Sorry to keep bother you and I know this may sound a bit weird, but what is Dr. Ryan's first name?" I asked without stuttering. She looked at me for a second with narrowed eyes but obliged anyway.
"Dean. Dr. Ryan's first name is Dean. May I ask why you are asking such a personal question?"
I hesitated to answer but then I answered with a swift "curiosity."
After this I decide it was time I leave. I smiled and added a brief thank you as I walked toward the exit. As soon as I got in my car, I put my head on the steering wheel and repeated the name that was suddenly sinister "Dean Ryan...D...R... DR!"
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The Familiar Stranger (short story)
Bí ẩn / Giật gân"I just want to know one thing. How did you pull this off?" As he was sitting there I noticed dry blood covering his face from the glass. Those demonic eyes sent shivers down my spine as he looked at me. "You see Miss Clark, your sister was quite th...
