“Can I join?” a lady in maybe her early twenties asked a kid if she could join a small game of hide and seek. She wouldn’t look like much if she didn’t wear all that makeup. With the makeup she had diamonds painted on her eyes like a clown and she looked like she could kill someone.

But that didn’t stop Oliver from allowing her to join him and his friends, Tim and Jimmy, in a game of hide and seek. In fact, they were happy they had a new person to join their game—and proud that it was someone older. They didn’t notice the smirk on her face when Jimmy was turned around and counting, nor the white van she had convinced Tim to hide in. She didn’t know where Oliver was but she wasn’t worried about the six-year-old, dyslexic boy. He had a better future in store than his little friends.

And when Jimmy had started looking for the other she had told him to go look it the back of the van. He had followed her advice, and though he had found his friend she had locked them both up in the back and took them away. Oliver ignorant to what was happening, waited for twenty minutes hidden in a bush. He had found a ladybug, a pack of gummies, and a ballpoint pen. He had thought he had won and finally emerged from the bushed to find three worried mothers looking for their children. When Ruby Yew found her son she hugged him and almost cried.

The amber alert didn’t go out until half an hour after Oliver revealeed he had no clue where the other two boys where. An hour passed and Jimmy and Tim where no where to be found. Two hours;nothing. Time kept passing and the boys weren’t found. 

That is until ten, long years later.