Chapter 4

I searched the stray dog shelter on the outskirts for three solid hours.

The sky went completely dark. The cold wind was biting.

The old man at the shelter told me that yes, a golden retriever had been dropped off today, but because there weren't enough cages, they'd temporarily tied him in the yard. The dog broke free and ran away.

I circled the nearby wasteland again and again.

I didn't find Biscuit. I only found a torn piece of leash in the grass, still stained with blood.

I collapsed to the ground, my heart feeling hollowed out.

Biscuit was…