The Taking of Annie Thorne: C. Tudor

THEN
One night, my little sister went missing.
There were searches, appeals. Everyone thought the worst.
And then, miraculously, she came back.
She couldn`t, or wouldn`t, say what had happened.
But she wasn`t the same afterwards. She wasn`t my Annie.
Because sometimes my own little sister scared me to death…
NOW
The email arrives in my inbox:
I know what happened to your sister.
It`s happening again…