As I was about to open the driver's door, Brandon stopped me and gestured toward the passenger side, "Take the passenger seat. I'll drive."

"Okay, thanks, Brandon." I shot him a grateful look, not refusing his offer. With my mind consumed by Grandma's safety, it would've been dangerous for me to drive.

On the way to the abandoned factory, I first texted Aurora, telling her I couldn't make it and to make decisions without me.

Then I tried calling Derek. But the phone just ...