He's gone

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(Max's POV)

Stunned I grabbed his phone, as I was grabbing it my hand was shaking incontrollably. I had no idea where Jacob is or if he is ok. I sprinted as fast as I could back to the offices to tell Adam and the others.

(Timeskip to the offices)
(Adam's POV)

I was thinking of good jokes that I could use on my next "Do Not Laugh" when I heard Max screaming, "Adam! Adaaaaaaam!"
"What's wrong Max, calm down!" I said.
"H-he's gone! Jacob's gone! Something must have happened to him! Oh I knew I shouldn't have let him go by himself!" Max said on the verge of bawling.
"How do you he didn't get lost?" I asked hoping that is the only thing that had happened.
"Because of this." Max said holding out Jacob's phone.
"Oh my." I said stunned to hear the unbearable news.
"I'm calling 911" Max said as he walked away so it wasn't noisy when he was on the phone.

(Jacob's POV)

My head, my head is pounding. I opened my eyes and adjusting to the light, and I notice that I am completely tied up to a chair. I try to wriggle myself free when I hear a voice say, "that is useless."
"Who are you!" I yelled trying to not sound scared.
"You will find out in due time my boy, but for now there is someone else I need to grab. So tah-taah." The voice said. I began struggling even more because I knew that if the person was gone I could try and escape. From what the voice sounded like I would say that it is male. "Also don't think about trying to escape! Because I will be here to make sure you don't leave." Another voice said. I believe that this new voice is female. I sighed wanting to cry, until I heard footsteps getting closer to me and then I got pricked by a syringe that was filled with a sedative and I began to get sleepy.

(A few months later)
(Max's POV)

The police had said that they tried their best to find Jacob and they gave up on the search. I'm still worried about him, I know he is still out there. Adam gave me some time off of work to grieve for Jacob and he also knows that I wouldn't come in anyways if he didn't give me time off. Everyday I sit in my room on my bed holding Jacob's phone still hoping he would come back or he would be found.

(Jacob's POV)

I wonder how Max is, or if the police is still looking for me, or if they are about to bust through the door. I always have these dreams each time I get the sedative injected in me.
Each dream is how I am right now, tied to a chair in this room, and every time the police burst through the walls and rescue me and take me back to Max, but before I can hug him, I wake up and start to cry.
It has been a while now since the man left to "grab someone else" and the woman is still on watch.
The man finally returned one day and seemed extremely pissed off. "God Dammit! He isn't there anymore! God Fucking Dammit!" He yelled. As he was yelling he walked into the light and I saw his face, he was a older, white, male. He didn't notice that I saw him but the woman did and tried to pull him out of the light but she got pulled into the light with him and I saw her face, which was young, and white. I was shocked because she was the woman with the sprained ankle in the alley!
"You fucking bitch. You lied to me just to kidnap me!" I yelled.
"He knows too much we need to do the thing." She told the man.
"Fine" the man said.
"Th-the thing? What's the thing!?" I said freaking out.
"Oh you will find out eventually" the woman said as she blindfolded me and put duct tape over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. They once again injected me with the sedative so I wouldn't struggle free and they left without saying a word.

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