It's been almost two weeks since the mine explosion.

You'd fallen asleep and woken up every day with your phone in your hand, waiting for a message from Jake to confirm that he'd alive. You'd even traveled to Duskwood, because you'd promised each other you'd meet there one day.

After Richy's funeral, you decided to stay in town a little longer to support Jess.

But really, deep down, you knew that the reason was something else-you were waiting for Jake, you were still hoping that one day he would get in touch, that he would come back to you.

This morning you'd had a quick cup of coffee, going for a short walk to clear your mind, but your plans were changed by a sudden phone call from Alan Bloomgate, the Duskwood police detective who was helping with the search for Hannah. Already an hour later you walk into the station feeling a little nervous.

Alan escorts you to his office and locks the door securely, making sure your conversation can't be overheard.

"I don't have to show you this," he says, opening a desk drawer and pulling out two evidence bags from there. "But I think you should see this."

Your gaze drifts to the contents of the bag and your heart skips a beat.

"This...?" you ask in disbelief, your voice dropping to a whisper when you see the tattered black hoodie and backpack in front of you. "Oh my God."

"I found this in the woods near the mine, during a repeat search two days ago," Alan explains while your gaze is fixed on Jake's belongings.