There was an empty seat in the noisy hall. I don't know who it was left empty for, and I don't know who ordered it to be left empty.
"Is 08 coming?"
The host called on number 08.
No one in the audience answered.
"Not here yet?"
The host silently picked up the pen and crossed out No. 08'S name.
"09..."
Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking for some reason.
Then came the screams.
Seeing that there was no movement in the noisy hall just now, people outside the hall broke the door and entered.
More than five hundred people disappeared together just a few seconds ago.
There was only a yellowed note left, without any writing, only the crossed-out "08".