Gwen, are you ok

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" Ria muttered, before c

ing at the same time. A bright light filled the room, blinding me completely. I covered my eyes, protecting them fr

ght su

the v

absolute

ed my

was

ish

he head was regain

tempted to get

nd hit him on the h

es as he d

the goats was m

e gun Ria had dropped and put it in her handbag. With her bag on one shoulder and mine on the other, I deci

les of water from yesterday's rainfall, like a scene from a Lovecraft story. Me, Dark Capuccin

ying both bags and thinking about Ria and her last words. It felt as

o take me to the only place I knew in the city, th

ey. His eyes were cold as ice as h

bad, so what were the chances of us meeting again? Well,

previous situation around if I played my cards righ

dn't mean to. Really. It was just a stupid joke from a stupid TV show. Would you

kept driving for a while without saying a word in a direction I k

his situation even more difficult. Almost instinctively, I took out the handgun from Ria's handbag and point

y in my hands. It was the first time I had pointed a gun at someone but as soon as I held it, it felt like the natural thing fo

ey knew what was happening. George Clooney pulled

ut today I'm having a terrible day. My friend disappeared and I don't know where she is. I'm not gonna shoot you, I just need you to say you forgive me,

ally disappointed because I wanted him to say nothing so t

demanded, trying not to get t

forgiven me, but it was better to take his word for it and not push my luck. He tur

e fare for the inconvenience. The goats and I got off. He thanked me and I could

on desk and saw the same

otel with a goat?' I

playing game this was the time where I needed to roll the dice

eeling more relaxed after success

for you outside, " she replied courteous

ised. Mentally rolling for charisma

n the magic words. "Let me talk to my supervisor." She l

the goats to act as my service goat. Then I took my phone charger and d

e goats serve? What are they trained to do?" OK. I can do thi

stop me." The receptionist seemed truly concerned as she looked at

the room, just please make sure they don't

." She handed me a key and e

ot into the room, I released the goats and they instantly clambered on

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minutes trying to figure out where I was. Everything was unfamiliar to me, the bed c

alf of the bed while the other half was occupied by a pile of girl's clothes, shirts, dresses, jackets, and jumpers. There w

s her room. In some pictures she was with her family, some with her friends and some were graduation pictures, wh

some goats there. I couldn't seem to remember why there were goats there or where Gwen

to be a family house - there was a master bedroom, a smaller bedroom, and a toilet. I used the toilet and drank wate

, a guitar and some handicraft on a shelf. There were some diploma certificates displayed on the wa

t was almost two in the afternoon. There was also a landline phone I guessed I could use. I looked out the win

s, nothing useful. On top of the coffee table was a newspaper. 'The West Australian', I checked some of the news on it. It seemed we were in a city

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the Earth just kept spinning despite my friend's disappearance. I petted one of the goats with my left hand and felt her soft fur bring a healthy balance to the icy-cold metal of the gun in my right hand. It was like two dread

r. Maybe there was something in Ria's bag that could help me figure out where she cou

oothpaste tube, her passport with two credit cards tucked in between the pages, lip balm, a smal