Later That Morning

Later that morning, a teenage girl was walking aimlessly down the street. Her hair was messed up, she was wearing a gym uniform, and she had dried sweat stains on her shirt. "Are you all right?" a passerby asked her. "No one else asked," she said in a daze. "I...no one noticed me. I must be no one." "What?" "I thought I was someone named Sarah...but she's still at school. I don't know who I am..." "Let's get you cleaned up and we'll call the police to help you." The girl needed a shower and some clean clothes.