The crew scrambled to soothe her nerves. Jayson, cutting the filming, rallied the team to hunt for the missing kids. They even scoured the security footage from the farmhouse, but all they got were snippets of the children stepping out.

Rodney, equally rattled, sent his people out on the search, too.

Seeing Ariana unraveling, the crew suggested she head back to the villa to have a rest.

Back at the villa, Ariana's mind was a whirlwind. Every worst-case scenario about Melon played on repeat.

Judy, sensing her torment, stayed close, holding her hand.

But as the hours trudged on with no update, Ariana's patience was gone. Jumping to her feet, she declared, “I'm going out there.”

Remy, sharing her anxiety, chimed in, “Count me in.”

Night had fallen, casting eerie shadows across the farm. Nighttime strolls weren't recommended, but they snatched up a flashlight and pressed on.

And while Remy looked every bit the tough guy, the inky darkness left him a bit on edge. As they made their way, Ariana couldn't help but notice him skittish, practically morphing into a jittery mess.

Ariana rolled her eyes. It mow made sense why her power had been messed with the day before. It seemed darkness was Remy's true Achilles' heel.

With a stony face, Ariana forged ahead, her thoughts spinning, piecing together possible leads on Melon's whereabouts.

Navigating the farm was a cakewalk, and getting lost wasn't in the cards. The crew had even mapped out a trail to the village.

Whoever pulled this stunt and whisked Melon and Remy's kid away under their noses probably knew the farm like the back of their hand.

Rodney's connections opened doors for Ariana. She dove into the farm's dusty records and found that of the thirty households around, only ten had year-round residents.

The rest were mostly vacation homes for young lovebirds.

Ariana and Remy decided to knock on the doors of those ten, crossing them off their list one by one.

Their journey led them to the last house, which looked like it had seen better days. There, they met an old man.

The old man froze when he spotted them. His eyes widened, and his feet were ready to bolt. Without missing a beat, Ariana stopped him, blocking his way. "Have you seen these kids?" she demanded.

"K-kids? Who looks for kids this late?" the old man stuttered, eyes darting towards his house behind him.

Catching the old man's nervous glance, Ariana nodded at Remy to stand guard. She took a deep breath and went into the house.