Meal the Memorable Last Chapter

Twelve hours have passed, but no one has been found yet.

The room was filled with a dilapidated atmosphere, as if it had been swept by a storm, leaving only the remnants of decay.

Luke sat in the middle of the sofa with a slumped expression, looking for him everywhere he could. Where else could he be.

He knew clearly that he had lost his former calmness and that his thinking was hindered by his excessive anxiety.

But he couldn't calm himself down. This was already the fourth time.