"Sheffield county is still on edge as the case of the disappearance of six teenage girls is running cold." Spoke news reporter Alya Cain.

She continues,"A sense of unease grips our little town of Sheffield County. It has been six months since eighteen year old Lucy Chavez went missing. For every month after Chavez's disappearance, one girl has went missing from Adela Highschool. Parents are terrified and have started taking their daughters out of school and homeschooling them." She pauses. Looking around confused and the speaking up once again.

"Police have released the name of their current suspect, connected with all of the girls, highschool English teacher, 23 year old Emrys Valentin."  He watched the tv. His heart beating out his chest and his stomach churning like never before. He felt like he was gonna throw up and cry.

"Me?" He quietly said before he heard banging on his door. Fuck.

"POLICE! Open the door!" He quickly walked up to the door slowly opening it and putting his hands up as way to let them know he's not dangerous. One grabbed his arms, turning him around and handcuffing him. He began walking with them to the police car. He watched as his neighbors watched him. More and more people coming out of their houses to see. Some looking horrified, holding each other.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law..." the words faded, everything felt unreal. He stopped listening as the officer opened the car door and shoved him. He didn't say a word he just sat there. The slight sound of music from the radio playing as they drove to the police station. He didn't understand why he was there. He didn't know anything. He knew about the disappearances and that all of the girls had been students of his but those girls probably have other teachers and students in common. He was unsure. But he knew he was screwed.

He sighed in defeat as they reached the station. Reporters surrounding them. The two officers shoving them out of the way as they opened the back door and brought him out. The reporters flashes blinding Emrys. Him putting his head down to shield his eyes since he couldn't cover them. Once getting past the reporters he was finally in the Police Station. He knew his life was over before it even began.

He sat in a cell, watching cops and other criminals walk past him. Some looking him with disgust as if they've never committed a crime. He didn't know what he was going to do but he knew he had to get out before everything was over for him.