A/N: Thank you very much for the reviews and support! I'm sorry for the wait. School has started back up, so I don't have as much time to write on the weekdays, but I shall continue to do my best in updating often.

This is a short chapter and not extremely important, but I figured I could squeeze this in before the next chapter, which is fairly longer and has more important info.

Welcome any new readers! Enjoy!

(On the outskirts of Denver)

"Denver Police Department."

"Yes, Hello. My name is Roseanne Johnson, and I would like to file a missing person's report."

"I see." A rustle of paper could be heard followed by a click of a pen. "Alright. Please give me the names of the missing parties and time you last saw them. And please describe your relationship to the missing parties."

"It is for my neighbors down the road, Miles and Young-ja Upshur. And I last saw Mrs. Upshur roughly seven hours ago when she dropped their daughter off here. She told me she was going to find her husband and would be back soon. I assume he'd already been missing for an hour at that point."

"I see." The scratching of pen against paper had ceased. "And you said Mrs. Upshur was last seen seven hours ago, correct?"

"Yes."

"Mrs. Johnson," The voice on the other side sighed. "I cannot file this report until after 24 hours have passed. From what you say, Mrs. Upshur was last seen around 11 pm last night, and Mr. Upshur around 10 pm. It is six in the morning right now. Both of them are probably resting at a hotel before coming back."

I tightened my grip on the phone, not liking the officer's tone.

"Young-ja said she would be back with Miles and would take their daughter home the minute she found him. I repeat, the minute she found him."

"Now,-"

"Hush, boy!" I snapped, disgusted by this punk's lack of concern. "You don't know a thing about them! They love their daughter more than anything and wouldn't waste a second in coming back for her! That Upshur boy may have a 'few' screws loose, going on all those ridiculous missions and making his poor wife fetch him in the dead of night, but he loves his girls! And Young-ja, God bless her soul, would do anything for her child and her husband. Now, sonny, I want you to send out a damn search party for them because they would not leave their baby alone for this long without a single fucking call!"

The officer was silent for a moment, probably not expecting an elderly woman to scream his ear off first thing in the morning, before composing himself and responding.

"W-well, ma'am, I'm sure they are wonderful parents like you say, but I can't do anything until 24 hours have passed. I'm sorry, but those are the rules."

"Forget the rules!" I could see Ae-cha peering around the corner, still in her pajamas with bags under her eyes. "Please, I beg of you, their daughter is only two years old and hasn't slept at all. I'm not asking for an army, just a few officers."

"Ma'am," The officer sighed again. "Believe it or not, the police station is a very busy place, and we cannot waste any manpower on searching for two people who may or may not be on their way to you right now."

"But…" Ae-cha pattered over from her perch and wrapped her tiny arms around my knee, staring up at me with her mother's eyes.

"I'll tell you what," The officer started, the sound of papers rustling again. "If you haven't heard anything by this evening, I'll send an entire rescue squad on case. Alright?"

"….Alright." I whispered, my hear cracking when Ae-cha's tiny hands began to shake once more. "Thank you for your time, officer."

With a heavy heart, I hung up the phone before taking the poor dear into my arms with a fake smile.

"Why don't I make you some breakfa-?"

"Liar."

Her whispered accusation stopped me into my tracks, and I slowly turned towards her.

"…What?"

"You lied. You say Mommy and Daddy here when I wake up." Her big brown eyes began to water and her lips began to tremble. "Where are Mommy and Daddy?! Why you lie?!" Her tiny fists beat against my shoulders, and the dried tears on her face were soon replaced with new ones. "You are liar! Mommy is liar! Daddy is liar! No one cares about Ae-cha! No one!"

"No, no, sweetheart!" I quickly took her fists into mine and let her sob on my shoulder. "I'm sure they have a good reason for being gone for so long, but your mommy and daddy love you more than life itself. They will be back, just like they promised." Her face was red and covered in snot, which was being rubbed against my nightgown like a rag. "So, please be patient for a while longer. Alright?"

Ae-cha didn't say anything, just gestured for me to put her down.

Once her bare feet were on cold wooden floor, she picked up Annie who was sleeping on the sofa nearby and scrambled away, whispering the word 'Liar' once more.

'Dear God, what is taking you two so long?!" I braced myself against the kitchen island and felt my hope slowly diminish with every passing second. 'Please don't tell me Miles' recklessness finally caught up with him, and Young-ja got dragged into it. …..But, something has to be wrong. Otherwise, I would've received a phone call long ago.'

I began pacing the kitchen, racking my brain for anything I could do to help them.

'If the police aren't going to be of assistance, I'll have to find someone who can.'

"But who?" I mumbled, peeking at the clock every once in a while, silently praying for an idea to blossom in my brain.

Finally, a lightbulb went off in my head and I scrambled to the vanity in my room.

"Where is it?" I dug through the drawers frantically until I found the piece of paper Young-ja gave to me the first time I babysat Ae-cha. "Ah-ha!"

"If anything were happen to Miles and me," She told me, placing this paper in my grasp like it was a national treasure. "Call these numbers. They will know what to do."

It was a piece of stationary with two numbers and their owner's names printed neatly in Young-ja's handwriting.

"I hope I remember how to do this," I hurried back to the phone and pressed the button for a 3-way call before dialing the numbers, mumbling 'Please work, please work' under my breath as the phone rang.

However, it seems luck was on my side once again because the first number answered after two rings, and the second answered after five rings.

"Hello?" A female voice answered.

"Yeobosaeyo?" A male voice answered.

"Ah!" I fumbled with the receiver, almost dropping in the process. "Is this the Upshur and Park residence?"

"It is."

"…Yes, may I ask who is calling?"

My palms began to sweat rivers, but I pressed forward.

"My name is Roseanne Johnson. I am the babysitter for Miles and Young-ja's daughter, Ae-cha."

"Has something happened to them?!" The woman, whom I guessed was Miles' mother, demanded in a high pitched tone.

"Are they alright?" The man-Young-ja's father?-asked in a flat tone, but I could trace the hint of fear in it. "Please, tell us what has happened."

I took a deep breath, not liking what I was about to say but seeing no other route to go.

"Ae-cha is with me, but….Miles and Young-ja have been missing since late last night, and…..I'm afraid something terrible has happened to them."

A/N: Oh no, Ae-cha is losing hope! And now, the parents know something has happened! That is one of the things that I thought about when playing Outlast. I always wondered, "What would Miles' parents think of this?" We will hear more of the parents soon, but I figured that they should know, considering their granddaughter is waiting for her parents and they have been missing for quite a while. And~little side note here, I really enjoy calling Young-ja "Mrs. Upshur". It makes me all tingly inside. Haha. The next chapter will be longer and more plot filled!