The tattered flyer stapled to the pole asks,
Have you seen me?
Missing: February 27, 2005.
DOB: January 4, 1985.
Last seen hitchhiking –.
I remember the day she went missing, shocking our pastoral farm town; suddenly, no longer exempt from real world horrors. Some still held out hope, certain she’d return, remaining vigilant in their search. Others were more rational.
Her family and the town deserve closure; need to put her to rest. Today she’ll return, on the anniversary of her disappearance. I grab the shovel and go out back into the field to unearth the long dead mystery.
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