“Spider?” he asked. The black cat opened its green eyes and lifted its head. All the weariness rushed out of him. “Is Sue okay?” he asked. The cat meowed, long and sad, then vanished. Cold dread pulsed through Adam as he dialed the trailer. No answer. He started throwing his clothes into his backpack. If he drove straight through, he’d be there in twelve hours, ten if he drove like an elf. He’d call again and again until he heard her say she was all right. Adam knew she wasn’t.
Oh no :(
