Keith hadn't touched his phone in weeks. Before he woke up in this room he would listen to 's voice messages like a .
That's one of the things he missed most being stuck in here. He understood that they wouldn't let him have a phone, but couldn't they let him have the files just so he could listen?
He didn't dare talk about this though. If they knew that she sent him voice messages they would focus all their efforts on finding his phone.
Keith could bet everything he had that Imogen had shared her whereabouts in these voice messages. In fact Keith found it strange that they hand't found the voice messages on his phone yet.
Each day that passed he was sure they would find it. But weeks passed and they didn't seem to know about the voice messages.
The only explanation was that she left him voice messages on some shady app. Nobody knew about it. It wasn't popular and the icon didn't look like a messaging app.
They used it because none of the popular messaging apps made it easy to send and listen to voice messages. Keith was unsure how Imogen even discovered this app. She was the only person he had heard mention it. He did a quick search to see who was behind the app, didn't find out much. Downloaded it because he was willing to do anything to talk to Imogen. Then he never thought about who made the app. He used it everyday and forgot about the creators. It simply became his way to talk to and listen to Imogen.
Now sitting in this room he was hoping the app creators would magically know there was something wrong. Delete the audio files from the database so that these horrible people -- whoever they were -- couldn't find their way to Imogen.
If Keith had to guess, Imogen was being careless. Just saying where she was headed. And if he didn't know any better, he'd say that eventaully she'd make her way back to that damn motel... the .
He was just grateful that they hadn't found her audio files on his phone. They didn't know about the obscure app. But they would eventually find out.
Luckily, Keith had his notifications turned off for the voice messaging app. So even when the new messages came in, the phone wouldn't make a ding or vibrate.
He wondered. Was she still sending him voice messages? It had been so long since he sent one out. He wondered. That was all he could do trapped in this room.
That's one of the things he missed most being stuck in here. He understood that they wouldn't let him have a phone, but couldn't they let him have the files just so he could listen?
He didn't dare talk about this though. If they knew that she sent him voice messages they would focus all their efforts on finding his phone.
Keith could bet everything he had that Imogen had shared her whereabouts in these voice messages. In fact Keith found it strange that they hand't found the voice messages on his phone yet.
Each day that passed he was sure they would find it. But weeks passed and they didn't seem to know about the voice messages.
The only explanation was that she left him voice messages on some shady app. Nobody knew about it. It wasn't popular and the icon didn't look like a messaging app.
They used it because none of the popular messaging apps made it easy to send and listen to voice messages. Keith was unsure how Imogen even discovered this app. She was the only person he had heard mention it. He did a quick search to see who was behind the app, didn't find out much. Downloaded it because he was willing to do anything to talk to Imogen. Then he never thought about who made the app. He used it everyday and forgot about the creators. It simply became his way to talk to and listen to Imogen.
Now sitting in this room he was hoping the app creators would magically know there was something wrong. Delete the audio files from the database so that these horrible people -- whoever they were -- couldn't find their way to Imogen.
If Keith had to guess, Imogen was being careless. Just saying where she was headed. And if he didn't know any better, he'd say that eventaully she'd make her way back to that damn motel... the .
He was just grateful that they hadn't found her audio files on his phone. They didn't know about the obscure app. But they would eventually find out.
Luckily, Keith had his notifications turned off for the voice messaging app. So even when the new messages came in, the phone wouldn't make a ding or vibrate.
He wondered. Was she still sending him voice messages? It had been so long since he sent one out. He wondered. That was all he could do trapped in this room.