It was supposed to be a perfect day. The air smelled like funnel cakes and roasted peanuts, country music played in the background, and laughter echoed from the carnival rides.
We had just stopped for hot chocolate when someone suggested a picture. “Come on, let’s get one for old times’ sake!”
We huddled together, smiling, completely unaware.
Because minutes later—
Everything changed.
And by the time I looked at this photo again… one of us was missing.
It had been my idea to go to the fair. Our group—me, Daniel, Liv, and Nico—had been inseparable since high school. But life had pulled us in different directions: work, relationships, distance. This fair was a rare chance to be together again, just like the old days.
We laughed at the ridiculous prizes in the game booths, dared each other to ride the rickety roller coaster, and shared bites of greasy food. Everything felt light, easy, like we were kids again.
After taking the picture, Nico spotted a fortune teller’s tent tucked between the carousel and the popcorn stand. “Come on, let’s see what our future holds,” he joked, already leading the way.
Liv wrinkled her nose. “You know those things are just for fun, right?”
“Obviously,” Nico smirked. “Unless you’re scared.”
Liv rolled her eyes but followed him in. Daniel and I exchanged glances before stepping inside.
The air smelled of incense, thick and sweet. A woman in a deep purple shawl sat behind a candlelit table. Her dark eyes flicked over us, landing on Nico first. “You,” she said, her voice smooth but serious. “You’re always looking for something.”
Nico grinned. “A good time, mostly.”
She didn’t smile. “Be careful what you chase.”
The mood shifted. Liv crossed her arms, Daniel shifted on his feet.
The fortune teller turned to me next. “And you,” she said, softer this time. “You are about to see things more clearly than you ever have.”
A nervous laugh bubbled up in my throat. “Okay…”
“Alright, cool,” Nico clapped his hands. “That’s enough spooky vibes for one night.”
We paid and stepped back into the fresh air. The tension faded as we made our way toward the Ferris wheel.
Then, everything went wrong.
One moment, we were joking about who had to ride alone. The next, a scream tore through the night.
A woman near the bumper cars shrieked, pointing toward the exit. People turned, confused at first—then more screams followed. A commotion rippled through the crowd, a rising panic.
“What’s happening?” Liv grabbed my arm.
Security guards sprinted past us. The once-carefree carnival atmosphere turned frantic as people started running.
Nico’s face shifted from amused to concerned. “We should get out of here.”
Daniel nodded. “Yeah. Let’s head to the parking lot.”
We pushed through the crowd, moving against the growing wave of people. The flashing carnival lights distorted everything—faces, shadows, motion.
Then I realized—Nico wasn’t with us.
I spun around, heart pounding. “Where’s Nico?”
Liv and Daniel stopped, scanning the crowd. “He was right behind us,” Liv said, panic creeping into her voice.
I turned in circles, calling his name, but my voice was lost in the chaos.
Then I saw him.
Nico stood near the game booths, looking down at something on the ground. His body was rigid, like he was frozen in place.
“Nico!” I pushed through the crowd toward him. “We have to go!”
He didn’t move. When I reached him, I followed his gaze—
A little girl stood there, no more than six or seven. Her eyes were wide with fear, her tiny hands gripping a stuffed rabbit. She was crying, lost in the sea of people.
Nico knelt down. “Hey, it’s okay,” he said gently. “Where’s your mom?”
She shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “I d-don’t know.”
I felt the crowd pressing in around us. “Nico, we don’t have time—”
He looked up at me, and I saw it in his face. He wasn’t leaving this kid behind.
I swallowed hard and nodded.
“Let’s find her,” I said.
We wove through the chaos, trying to keep the girl calm. She clutched Nico’s hand like a lifeline, hiccupping between sobs.
I spotted a security guard near the ticket booths. “Hey!” I shouted, waving him down. “This girl is lost!”
He nodded, taking her gently. “We’ll find her mom. Thank you.”
She looked up at Nico, lip trembling. “You won’t leave, right?”
Nico smiled. “Not until you’re safe.”
As we turned to go, a woman’s scream cut through the noise.
“Lily!”
A woman in a red coat barreled toward us, face streaked with tears. The girl let out a choked sob and ran to her.
The mother dropped to her knees, clutching her daughter like she’d never let go.
I felt a lump rise in my throat.
“Thank you,” the woman gasped, looking up at us. “Thank you.”
Nico just nodded.
We turned back toward the parking lot, searching for Liv and Daniel. My phone buzzed—Liv’s name on the screen.
“Where are you?!” she cried.
“We’re coming,” I said. “We found a lost kid. Nico stayed to help her.”
Liv exhaled sharply. “The police are here. It was a false alarm—some fireworks went off near the exit, and people thought it was something worse.”
Relief flooded my chest. “We’re okay. We’ll meet you soon.”
I looked at Nico. “Ready?”
But when I turned—
He was gone.
For a moment, my heart stopped.
Then, I spotted him near the photo booth. He stood in front of our picture, the one we had taken just before everything happened.
When I reached him, he didn’t look away from the photo.
“I guess she was my ‘what you chase’ moment,” he murmured.
I frowned. “What?”
He turned to me, a sad smile on his lips. “The fortune teller. She said I was always looking for something.”
I remembered her words. Be careful what you chase.
Nico exhaled. “I think I was always looking for a reason to do something that mattered.”
I didn’t know what to say.
Then he grinned. “Hey, at least I got a good story out of it, right?”
I laughed. “Yeah. And a lost kid got her happy ending.”
As we walked toward the parking lot, I glanced back at the photo booth one last time.
In the picture, we were all there. Together. Smiling.
And for the first time, I realized something.
It wasn’t just a photo. It was proof—proof of who we were, what we meant to each other, and the kind of people we wanted to be.
Life pulls us in different directions, but moments like this? They remind us who we really are.
And sometimes, what you chase… finds you when you least expect it.
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