Thank you, I feel less silly sharing this.
Mine wasn't a narrative, per se, it was just the knowledge of the hesitant moment Abby got into the car. It was being driven by somebody she knew in an academic/professional capacityhe was her friendly superior, and he had done her an academic/professional favor, so she felt *obligated* to go with him, lest she appear she wasn't being polite and would lose whatever he had previously helped her with.
"obligation" was the word of the night.
Abby actually appeared in another dream, too, this time more esoterically. I was very aware of the fact that she was missing, and was looking feverishly through a dusty attic for her, just ripping boxes open, hoping no one heard me. That transitioned into a dream about another missing girl, the image of a map overlaying another map, showing where she "was" relevant to one of her family member's houses. Feel like my subconscious is pretending to be something saw in the movies, lol. That's what I get for reading FB group drama and people's constant suggestions for psychics/seers (no offense to anyone who uses them!).
Regardless, I hate how real it feels, and how you wake up reminded of the fact that you are powerless in terms of finding her and so many others.