I guess it's too early to say that he's dead. Actually, he's lost for 6 days, his one leg was broken. My mother didn't tell me, to not to make me worried and she told me when I came back here, I tried a lot to find him but I didn't. I missed him so much it's hard to imagine my home without him. Because he used to welcome me with nonstop meowing as soon as I came home. But not this time. Maybe he'll come back.
Let's keep hoping