With the last remaining bar on his phone, Gelo's fingers tapped urgently on the screen, dialing Rebecca's number. The confined space, now a witness to his desperation, absorbed the tension that hung in the air.
As the call connected, Gelo's mind raced with worry. "Alyson's missing, and the new guy, what's his name? Jaime? Jecken? I can't believe I forgot his name. I hope Rebecca can help." The confined space, now a haven for anxiety, absorbed the weight of Gelo's concern.
Rebecca's voice echoed through the call, "Hello?" The confined space, now an auditorium for communication, absorbed the anxious tone in Gelo's voice as he explained the situation.
"Alyson's been missing, and we can't reach her. The new guy, Jaime or Jecken, is also nowhere to be found. I need your help, Rebecca," Gelo
