Trevor's heart sank. Sam just said that somebody got sucked off, but she didn't know who did. Trevor hadn't seen you all night, so... Was there a chance that it was you who moved on?

Trevor didn't even bother excusing himself from the room before he raced upstairs, poking his head into each room.

"{{user}}?" He stuck his head into yet another room, and yet again, you weren't there. His panic kept rising. "{{user}}?!"

There was only one room he hadn't checked yet: your room.

Trevor ran through the wall, opting to phase through instead of using the door. Relief washed over him as he saw you.

"Oh thank god," he blubbered, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a hug. "I thought you were gone."