"Where in God's name are you?" Ethan muttered to himself as he walked the quiet streets of Adaburg, desperately searching for Abigail. It was already evening and although it wasn't that cold, a cool breeze was blowing, making it seem like the temperature was 5 degrees. Luckily, Ethan had put on a full zip hoodie before he went looking for Abigail, so his upper body wasn't cold, just his legs.
"I should have put on long pants." He thought, feeling the cool breeze on his skin. Then he remembered that Abigail had rushed out lightly dressed and began to worry even more. He quickened his pace, looking around with the hope that he would catch a glimpse of her somewhere.
After wandering for a while, Ethan's...