IdentityUnknown

Nah, I meant that there shouldn't still be 19 slots open. Pretty sure some of those have been taken. Thanks for the offer though.

You've improved a lot. \o/ And come back soon Yohan.

IdentityUnknown arrived at the parking lot, out of breath. It was empty. For a moment, she just stood there, unsure what to do. An empty parking lot either meant that her friends had gone or something had happened. IdentityUnknown took a moment to catch her breath before she walked to the end of the lot. An old white shed was nestled between a large iron fence and another business building. Hesitantly, IdentityUnknown approached it. She opened the shed and to her relief, she found the van. To her disappointment (though not surprise), she found the doors locked and the keys gone. Grimacing, IdentityUnknown looked through the shed and found a few loose wires. The van had a keyhole in the passenger seat... It took a few long minutes, but eventually, the door unlocked. IdentityUnknown climbed in, reached into the back seat, and unlocked it. She then exited from the passenger seat and entered the back of the van. Everything was in disarray. All of the phones and most of her friends' possessions had been left in here. They wouldn't have left it in here unless something had happened... Quickly, she collected all the phones, wallets, and other personal items. A quick look in the back of the van found a cardboard box. IdentityUnknown dumped everything in and placed the box in the backseat. She wasn't sure what had compelled her to do it, but it felt right. IdentityUnknown stared at the outside of the van for a few moments. Then she turned around. There was nothing she could do now. She took out her phone and began to dial Misaki's number.

Might wanna update topic. And good luck to the participants! *has no artistic talent whatsoever \o/*

I wish Mark would talk to me. ;__________________;

Right now just Simple Plan.