"These tracks are pretty weird ", Mr. Edwards said.
"They sure are Isaiah", Mr. Ingalls replied.
Five minutes later, they reached the end of the tracks.
"What the…." Mr. Edwards said.
"Charles, this doesn't look good."
"No, it doesn't Jonathan."
"It doesn't look good at all Charles."
"I agree Isaiah."
"It sure is strange how the tracks dead end right here."
"It is strange Jonathan."
"I hope Laura is alright Charles."
"I do too Charles."
"My baby, what have they done to her?"
"Charles, she's a tough little girl. She'll survive. She lived around us. She learned some stuff from us."
"I know Isaiah. I just can't stop wondering. Wondering who they are. Wondering why they did it. Wondering where they took her. Wondering what they did to her. Wondering what they will do to her. Wondering when she is coming home. Wondering if she is still alive. And, worst of all, I, we can't do anything. It appears that they disappeared into thin air. And I'm scared for her."
"We know you are Charles. We are here for you and your family. In fact, we are scared for her too."
"Thank you Isaiah, Jonathan."
"No problem Charles."