I was sitting in my office writing in my journal, when I heard a ring.
It was my phone. I took it out of my pocket and answered it.
"Whithers." I said.
My eyes got wide as I listened to an anonymous voice, "What!? He got out?!? Are you insane?" I listened some more, feeling quite sheepish, "How on earth did you let him get out?!"
"It's not a jail Mr. Whithers. It's just a cell in our headquarters, and we only had one guard, but thats how much we thought we'd need. Guess we were wrong."
"Do you have search parties?!" I yelled angrily, "Do you?"
"Yes of course."
"You have no idea what he's capable of." I whispered, sharply.
"I do. Just chill."
I closed my phone and tossed it at the wall.
It broke in half.
I stood there in silence.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a bell. It was Halloween.
"Great, so I have to find him in a crowd of people with costumes?!" I thought, reaching for my coat, "Guess I won't be sleeping..."
I walked out the door of my office and walked down the sidewalk.
I wasn't about to let some other girl get raped by that sick creature.