Early this morning, my 72-year-old father (he's suffering from an extreme case of dementia) got up and locked our home from outside and wandered off.
Thankfully, I was awake and so I was able to get the door unlocked within minutes. By the time I got out, he was nowhere in sight.
I raced (on foot as I was panicked) within a 2 km radius of our location but no joy. I called up my sister and bro-in-law. They started patrolling the area in their car.
Meanwhile, my sister steered her car towards the Metro Station which is 3 km further down on the same road our house is located. Her gut feeling: he must have walked in a straight direction from home, lost in his thoughts.
She reached the station and... he was standing there!
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