ELENA
As I pull into the driveway of the house and honk, I wait for the familiar scene that always plays out. Halo will run from the house to greet me.
Strangely, after about two minutes of gathering my items, the doors remain closed.
“That’s weird,” I comment as I exit the car, shoving the papers into my bag and moving into the house.
Everywhere is quiet, which isn’t unusual considering that Halo would normally be in his room doing something on the system if he isn’t out, but this quietness feels…wrong.
I march to his room and his bed is without crinkles, as fresh as they were since morning. Where is he? I remember bringing him back from school earlier. My heart begins its race as I charge toward the kitchen where the omega is.
“Have you seen Halo?” I ask.
“Good evening, Luna. Alph
