Missing

Dark. The remaining speck of light appeared somewhere. There was a faint muttering sound like the voice of a woman who was now sitting in a very narrow room. Too cramped to be unable to move her body. A speck of light revealed a pair of wide-eyed eyes with a glistening forehead as if drenched in a viscous liquid that was dripping down to her eyes, it resembled blood continuously dripping down. She shouted. But no sound came out of her gagged mouth. Two hands and feet tightly bound in a semi-sitting position in a narrow stuffy room with almost no air.

"Ummm!"

She tried to scream. But it turned out that the sound outside was louder than her. In the middle of a large house building that is still under construction. The sounds of sawing machines and floor casting machines sounded much louder and even shook the floor where the person was. They were so close, they should have heard her if she tried harder.

“Ump!”

No matter how hard the poor woman could make a sound, no one would be able