My dad called.
"Hi, dad."
"Matilda, you have to come home. Right now." He said.
"What? Why?"
"Your mother is missing."
I gasped.
"Scarlet hand?" I guessed, crossing my fingers and hoping this was not the case.
"Yes." He said.
"Ok." I said quietly and put the phone down. Then, I went and packed. I left my aunt a note explaining everything, and then I left.