Missing

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After Dong left, I decided to sleep.

I woke up from my ringtone. It was Dong's mother...what could she possibly want this early, especially from me?... She told me Dong was not at home....but he wasn't with me either...I told her I didn't know anything, that he wasn't with me. But....he was with me...perhaps not too long ago, probably 4-6 hours ago?... I decided to head to the police, the police couldn't do anything, not even track down his phone or anything. So, I decided to leave, but took a quick glance of a police officer that looked out of the ordinary. I decided to just leave and not stare because it would be rude to stare at him for a while. Right now, my worries were on Dong. Where could he possibly be at? He couldn't just disappear out of thin air. I headed back towards my apartment room, just to be greeted with the same upside down face... I looked at the face with terror, soon calming down.

"...w-what do you want from me?...Why do you keep appearing?..." I asked it, after gathering all the courage. The only thing it did was move its eyes down, now looking down. I live on the 3rd floor. Maybe it was indicating there's something underneath? Maybe 2nd floor?...After all, there was this strange stench...a scent that I could still smell... It smelt...rotten...something fishy every time I came across floor 2, room 28 underneath me...and worst of all, she was one of those quiet kids

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