(Karsten)
I had to follow the police to the precinct and file an official report of Arata's kidnapping and give them my statement.
According to the standard procedure, they took my fingerprints and the video from my phone before giving it back. The process of tracking the number instantly began.
I was asked to go home but stay put. Any more video from the kidnapper and the police wanted to be informed.
Arata's apartment became a no-entry zone, so I left Caysir there in case her family arrived; he was to bring them to my place.
I returned home when the dawn had already broken.
When I entered, Ma was pacing the living room with a visible agitation in her gait while Asbela stood at one side, trying to calm her down.
"Karsten, where have you been? Where is Arata?" Ma bombarded me with questions as her eyes found me.
Tiredly, I dragged myself closer to her and wrapped my arms around her calming shoulders and hugged.
