C sat on the stairs outside her house, reading the paper, she had put some kind of glamour on herself so that no human would notice her. She knew this was bad, connecting it to the recent missing, it looked anything but good. However she didn't believe that they would take any interested in her she was just a little witch, but she knew that other witched had disappeared too, so she couldn't be sure.
Regarding the people walking by her on the street she couldn't help but to sigh, people had no idea about what was going on. No idea at all. She folded the paper slowly, looking around again. If C had known any other supernaturals she'd probably talked to them, however she didn't, so her strategy was to keep mostly out of sight.