It happened again.

Another building went missing in the middle of the night.

One minute it's here, the next it's gone.

Last night was my buddy's daughter who went missing along with her entire apartment building.

I'd come over that very day to shoot the shit over a couple of beers.

She'd asked about apartment 426, and since it happened so close to her, I told her

everything I knew about it.

Understandably, I think what I told her really freaked her out.

And I tried to change the subject, but she and her dad, they left not long after.

That very night, while I was getting ready for bed, my old police chief called me.

He knew I was close with her dad, so he figured he'd call me, let me know what happened.

He asked if I wanted to be a part of the search.

I agreed.

I was there when they interviewed the neighbors in the surrounding area.

They all reported the same thing.

A dense fog rolled in and the ground shook violently, like the most violent earthquake they'd ever felt,

followed by a deafening horn like that of a train, and then...

Then nothing.

Everything went back to normal, and the world fell silent again, except...

Once more, an entire building had gone missing in mere moments, everyone inside disappearing with it.

And so, so we began the search.

In much the same way as when Building 426 went missing, this time it wasn't long before

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