Max’s Toys
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In the dim light, Tracey saw a makeshift bed and scattered toys—Max’s toys. Her heart ached with a mix of relief and fear. Max had been here, but where was he now?
She looked around, searching for clues. The basement held answers, but also new questions. Tracey’s mind raced as she pieced together the evidence.
The sight of Max’s belongings filled her with determination. She had to find him and bring him home. Every moment was precious, and she knew she had to act swiftly and carefully.