~Hannah's POV~
Alex has been my best friend since forever; We go through everything together, well, almost everything. He keeps bothering me asking me what my parents do for a living, I tell him they work in retail every time. But, he never believes me, probably because it's not true. It's not like the truth is an alternative, I don't know it. Every time I ask my parents what they do or bring up getting a job, they just say I'll take over the family business when I'm ready. Neither of them will even tell me what it is, though!. All I understand is they are never home; The hours are strange, and they constantly reek; the scent is mysteriously metallic when they get back.

Sorry about that little rant...I should probably focus on class. It's very difficult though my phone keeps buzzing with calls from an unknown number. IT WONT STOP. I turn to Alex and whisper, "I have to go if Mrs. Walter asks what's taking me so long cover for me. Okay?"

He looks at me for the first time all class with a look of sadness, almost sympathy, but why? It doesn't matter. He just nods. I wait for my teacher to finally shut up and ask her if I can be excused to use the restroom.

"Take a pass." I cant take it. I don't know how long this will take and I'm not going to risk coming back to return it. I'm suddenly grateful for being in the back row of class. I walk to the passes pretending to take one and sneak my backpack out of the room.

Once I'm in the hallway I sprint for the third floor bathroom, since the only classes up there are for academic clubs nobody should be here right now. I toss my stuff to the floor and finally answer the call.

"Miss King?" I hear what I think is a female ask through the phone. Whoever it is I don't think I've ever met them how did they get my phone number?

"This is she. What can I help you with?" I respond trying to be nice but I'm a bit worried.

"Your parents have died and you are needed at the old Ford building." The line goes dead but I didn't hear it how could anyone care about being hung up on after this?! My parents can't be dead they are fine. They are smart and know what to do in bad situations. But what if they are? What would I do? I'm only 15! I can't live alone! All of my family is in New York I can't leave Chicago all of my friends are here!!!

I grab my stuff and walk out of the bathroom. There is only one thing I can do right now. I need to find out what happened to them and maybe if I go to the Ford building I'll find out. But why there? Of all places why am abandoned car factory?