[ WP ] Every night for as far back as you can remember , your parents have given you a new mystery to solve , but tonight is different . Tonight your parents have vanished without a word .

I've been preparing for this moment my entire life. I've been given hundreds, actually thousands, of tests all in preparation for the one to end them all. No matter how many times I begged - they never told me why. My parents just told me one day I would have the answer. That's today. It has to be today. 
 
 It's 8 PM - my parents are n't home and are n't answering their cell phones. I've probably located more lost things than 99 % of the world, so I know just where to start. 
 
 I stop in the doorway of my parents' bedroom. I know it so well I can almost see it when I close my eyes - the dark brown duvet, the treadmill in the corner, the matching bureaus, the light brown table they use as a desk. I walk over to the desk and open my dad's laptop. I search through the browser history, e-mails... I hack into their online bank account to look at any recent card activity and find... nothing. Nothing on my mom's either. Not even the tiniest fraction of a lead. 
 
 I stand up and pace back and forth in their bedroom, going through my options. I grab my mom's laptop and hack into the servers at the bank across from my mom's office. About ten minutes and I'm looking at security camera footage from 9:00 AM. I can see the street that the bank shares with my mom's office. If it was a normal work day for her, I should see my mom's car go by at some point between 9:15 and 9:30. I watch the footage from 9 to 10 AM, and the car never goes by. I start to feel the beginnings of panic attack, but I push it down, convincing myself that this has to be another one of their `` mysteries.'' I check the security footage of the 7/11 across from my dad's office - his car never goes by either. 
 
 I run outside and open the garage. Both cars are still in their spots, nestled between old paint cans and empty boxes. They never left. I go back inside, lock all of the doors, and head up to their bedroom. I'm a little freaked out, but I know if there is anyone on this planet who can figure out what happened to them today, it's me. I start pacing the room again. I saw my mom this morning when I left for school. My dad was still sleeping. It was a perfectly normal day. She was about to workout, shower, eat breakfast, and then leave for work. Something must have happened before she left. Workout. Shower. Eat. Leave... Workout... The treadmill. When my eyes moved over the treadmill, I noticed it was still plugged in. That is not like my mother at all. She is insane about turning electronics off and unplugging everything when not in use. They must have had to leave quickly... or... they were taken. Since both cars are here, I'm gon na start with the latter. 
 
 I open up the computer again and hack into the cameras at the toll at the nearest entrance to the highway. Kind of a long shot, but if they were taken or trying to escape, that's probably where they went. I'm looking for something strange between 7:30 AM and 9 AM. 
 
 At 8:05, I see it. I ca n't believe it. A red Hyundai Accent, a lady I did n't recognize was driving, and sitting in the passenger seat was my father. I ca n't make out the features on the woman sitting in the backseat, but it could easily be my mother. 
 
 I hack into the state police department and look up the license plate. Cathy Holmes - she lives 20 minutes away. I grab my car keys and lock the front door behind me. I start on my way to Ms. Holmes' house, but for some reason, it feels like I have a long night ahead of me.
