I just stared at the message, my brain struggling to process the information that I had just been given. Suddenly, it clicked.
"Holy cow"
I leapt up, sprinting outside to my car, still in my clothes from yesterday. I drove as fast as I could without getting pulled over, simultaneously calling my parents. They were cops, surely they'd know what to do, right?
"Mom, dad?! Look I need some help here, you need to get some people to Eliza's house, there was some weird stalker guy, and now she won't answer me!" I was on the verge of a panic attack.
"Wait, hold on, hold on, your mother is trying to relay that to the dispatcher, but you need to slow down and breathe, tell me what happened."
I breathed, slowly trying to tell my father about the events of the night before, my hands shaking on the steering wheel. I found myself slowing the car, subconsciously scared about what I'd find at Ellie's home.
