When you live in a country where people get hijacked and taken hostage or mugged or get hit by drunk drivers, a million things fly through your mind and panic starts to ensue very quickly.
His work colleagues, bosses, my friends, his friends, my family, his family and just about every other person we could rope in was helping to look for him.
I found him at home. He was fine, just very, very apologetic and tired-looking.
It's all fine now but please peoples out there, let someone know where you are if you go out by yourself in case the people who realise you're missing get half the world phoning hospitals, police stations and checking security footage of public places you like to go to. Not cool. But phew!!
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