We’re just going to check — said the sergeant. — May we come into the room?

Mia was sitting in a corner of her room, clutching her teddy bear. Her eyes were full of tears. She silently pointed to her small bed with the pink blanket.

— The voices come from there… — she whispered.

One of the officers knelt down and looked under the bed. It was empty — dust, a few fallen toys, nothing suspicious.

— There’s nothing here — he said, standing up. — It seems someone has an overly vivid imagination. The parents will receive a warning for a false call…