My local theater recently screened a film called "Mr. Blank." (Part 2)

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And we’re off.

The person who’d messaged me (online name: scr33ngrabber22, told me to call him “Jay”.) has agreed to meet up at a diner in a town about one hour away from us and two away from him. He seemed genuine enough while I was talking to him online, but intentions can be hard to ascertain over text. Still worth a shot, I guess. I’ll do anything to figure this out.

Mike was all-in from the get-go. I suppose I felt safer with him around, given the fact that he stood at 6’2, 200+ lbs, boasting a 650 lbs deadlift and a borderline obsession with both French kickboxing and long-range shooting.

Obviously, he didn’t like the idea that something might be happening to his sister. Hell, I had to stay on my toes just to stop him from knocking me out when he found out Lacey and I were first dating. He was also pissed as hell at both his parents for being so complacent about the situation and the cops for not yielding any results.

On the other hand, Rose was a wary about the situation at first. Couldn’t blame her really. This shit was weird. But at the end of the day… we all really wanted to find Lacey. Enough so to venture off into what was ostensibly a dangerous unknown.

The drive over was uneventful, which I suppose was a good thing. I had a feeling that the humdrum nature of our little trip wasn’t going to last, though.

“What a seedy-ass place.” Mike stated as he stepped out of the vehicle.

I couldn’t disagree. Flickering fluorescent lights, peeling paint and a nearly empty parking lot. A place that truly hadn’t caught up with the times.

“Guy was probably bullshitting about knowing anything,” Mike continued. “If he got us out here to try something, guess I’ll blow off some steam by stomping his shit in.”

I expected nothing less from him.

“Anything to find Lacey. But don’t do anything stupid. I know you’re gonna.” Rose said, before taking the lead and heading towards the entrance.

“Hey, wait up!” Mike called out, running after her.

I took a deep breathe before following suit. This was happening. We were taking matters into our own hands.

The place was sparsely populated inside. About six other people in total.

“Green hoodie, black hat…” I muttered to myself. Jay’s outfit of choice, apparently. It didn’t take long to spot him. I was relatively relieved upon realizing that he was on the younger side. He looked just slightly older than us – probably early twenties/late teens. Nothing terribly noteworthy about his appearance. A skinny guy with medium-length dirty-blonde hair.

“Jay?” I asked, approaching his table.

When he looked up, I realized that were was something off about him. His eyes. They looked a little… unhinged? Low-key though. That’s a strong way of describing it, I guess. But there’s a reason why that was the first word that popped into my head when my pupils met his.

He gave me a slight smile, before awkwardly gesturing for us to sit.

“So…” he said, taking a sip of his coffee. His movements were also rather jittery. “You wanna know… about… the movie.”

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