The Growing Panic
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Minutes passed, and Tracey’s worry turned to panic. “This better not be another one of your pranks,” she croaked, but the silence was deafening.
She ran through the yard, calling for Max, but there was no sign of him. Her heart pounded in her chest as she searched every corner, her fear mounting with each step. The once familiar and safe surroundings now felt menacing.
Tracey’s mind raced, conjuring worst-case scenarios. She had to find Max, but with each passing minute, the hope of finding him quickly was slipping away.