Aaron's pov "Jake, Ronnie! Wake up." I hear a muffled voice from another side of the door followed by loud knocks. "Bro, please open the door," I groan at Jake, who's sprawled across the king-sized bed beside me. "I'm no----" His voice is cut off by Lizz's loud screaming but what freezes us in our tracks are her words. "Hannah's gone, she isn't here." And in an instant, we are on our feet. I look over at Jake to gauge his reaction and I raise my eyebrows in silent question but all I receive is a shrug and a puzzled look which must be matching mine. Wearing the shirts, we walk towards the door. As soon as we open the door, Lizz bustles in like the wind, looking worried, her hair all over the place while she's still in her night suit. "What do you mean she's gone?" Jake asks with conc

