Okay, I swore I wasn’t going to post this, but my nerves are starting to go and I gotta have some answers, so I’m turning to you folks for some advice.
Been seeing this gal for about two months or so, she flaked out on my almost a week ago and I had a rough bit, but had pledged myself to move on and was attempting to do so. Then I get a call at work from her mother. Apparently, the gal’s disappeared and her parents have neither seen nor heard from her in two days. This is not normal for her, and its the first time anyone’s mother has ever called me looking for someone! I tell her that I haven’t seen or heard from her daughter in almost a week. Her mother then says she’s at the gal’s regular hang-out looking for her and she isn’t there. She then asks me if I know person ‘X.’ I tell her almost everything I know about person ‘X,’ which is next to nothing (I’ve seen person ‘X,’ know what they look like, and one of the jobs person ‘X’ does.), then she asks me about person ‘Y’. Person 'Y’s name is rather enigmatic and could, in fact, be the name of a club in town (I get home and do a search on the net for clubs in the area with that name and get nothing.), or a nickname for someone.
What I didn’t tell her mother (and perhaps I was wrong for this, but I was really too stunned at all of this to be thinking clearly and thought that it was best not to say this) is that person 'X’s other job was working at a bondage club in town. Person 'X’s job there was tying people up and beating the hell out of them.
You can see where this is going, can’t you? I have a really healthy streak of paranoia and my first thought is that this gal is going to be found dead with her throat slashed in a dumpster somewhere.
WTF do I do? I mean, shit, her mother’s obviously worried about the whole matter, enough to call me (and we’d only spoken once before, and then only briefly), and her mother’s got good instincts.
I tried paging the gal (knowing that the odds were she wouldn’t call me back, which she didn’t). So how do I put this all out of my mind? Its gnawing at me like you wouldn’t believe. My life has become seriously unfun of late and this was the last thing I needed. Anybody have any experience like this? (I know of one person who did, and the gal was found in an alley with her throat cut.)
Any advice would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.