This Girl Followed a Puppy Into an Alley—Then Disappeared From Maps
The Fog Comes Early
That night, fog rolled into their neighborhood before sunset. It was thick and oh so cold. It pressed against windows like breath, and the world outside disappeared. Lila lit a candle and sat on the floor, with the photo in her lap. She didn’t know what to expect, but Jonah’s explanation had given her more mysteries to unravel.
Then came the knock. It wasn’t from her bedroom door. It came from her closet. Three short knocks. Then silence. Lila opened it slowly, but nothing could be seen, not even anyone. Except for a scrap of red thread, caught on the edge of the hanger rod. A thread from a braid.
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