I was approaching a building that looked like it was built about 100 years ago. Places of the verandah roof were missing and the door looked as if it was about to fall off the hinges. I ran to the front door hoping someone lived there. Scared that the door might fall, I screamed for help. After a minute of calling, there was a man visible peeking through the window that looked like he was in his early forties (40`s).
I screamed, "Sir, please help me! He has my best friend and I really need your help!" my face looked like I was soaked in water and tears were running down my face. At first he was confused but he realized what was going on and helped me inside in a hurry. Taking a good look at the man that looks like a giant, I became regretful of coming here.
"Hello. I am John Wick, sorry if I look a bit intimidating, I am a retired officer. How can I help you?" The man asked politely.
He then tried calming me down so he could understand exactly what the situation was, but I was too terrified. He finally calmed me down and asked me some questions while taking notes . He made some calls and tried reassuring me that they would find Sally. He gave me a blanket and asked me for Sally's Mother's number. I called my mother, while Mr. Wick called Sally's mother. Hearing the news about Sally her mother burst into tears. I could feel the guilt running down my spine and it made me cry even more. I did not get incontact with my mother, it seems as if her phone is not nearby, so she is unaware of the situation.
"Rebecca do you know the car's license plate or maybe what the man looked like?" Mr. Wick asked
"No sir. It was very dark so I could not see anything, but my friend`s phone fell in the car and we were uncertain where it fell." I said hoping the information might help. Mr.Wick's face lit up when he heard this information. He asked for my phone then ran up the stairs which gave out a creaking sound. I was looking at old photographs that were in the house because I was getting bored and Mr. Wick was gone for about 20 minutes. I tried calling my mother again but unfortunately she still didn't pick up. I was looking at a beautiful painting when I heard someone coming down the stairs. I was happy when I saw that it was Mr. Wick and hoped he had positive information. Without giving me a chance to speak he exclaimed that his son had traced Sally's phone to a warehouse about 10 minutes drive from our present location. Mr. Wick said that some officers were already on their way there, so he then escorted me to his vehicle, with his son accompanying us.