Amanda stood before the police, her hands trembling slightly as she held out her phone, the screen displaying the crucial video footage she had uncovered. The events of the previous night replayed in her mind like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from, each frame burned into her memory—the fight, the destruction, and finally, Liam being dragged away like a lifeless doll. After watching the security footage, she had immediately tried calling him, dialing his number over and over, each ring amplifying her anxiety when it went unanswered. She even ran to his house in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, he had somehow made it back, but the place was eerily silent, his absence more terrifying than any confirmation of his whereabouts.