Ivy stilled to where was petrified, the laughter from the comedy she was watching a while ago now fading away into a distant noise.
"I'm listening."
"Tell Chrslistopher to come and get his human."
Just after that, she could hear Elsa shouting again.
"Don't listen to these crazy Fuckers, Ivy! They are not hu---" her voice cut short.
Silence.
Ivy's grip tightened around her phone, her breath hitched, her eyes watering with tears.
"She doesn't have much time," the voice that had been speaking to her earlier said again, then line went dead.
No, no, no, no, no!
He didn't give her any information!
She quickly tried to call back the number but it was impossible.
Then she got a message.
It was them.
There was the address of where Elsa was, hopefully, and a warning for her not to tell
