It's my birthday. I walk into Zoe's room, she's gone. I run around the house looking for her, she's no where. I check the porch, not even there. My mom went shopping last night. She should be due back in about two hours, maybe Zoe went with her, I did go to bed early after all. About an hour later (7:29) my mom comes home. "Mom, is Zoe with you?" "Hell no." She said. This couldn't be good. She went missing. On my birthday. It saddens me. I hacked into our security cameras so I could check if she left. It took a lot of fast forwarding but 4 minutes before I woke up, she was kidnapped. I don't want to believe it, but she's gone, and I have to fucking save her. I'll start by looking at the license plate on the van they carried her away in.
