The call came in just after midnight. “Please… come quick. There’s someone in my room.” The dispatcher frowned — the voice was small, frightened. A five-year-old girl. Her parents insisted she was imagining things, but the officer on duty trusted his gut. Minutes later, police arrived. The girl clutched her teddy bear, pointing toward the closet. One officer opened the door. Dust. Empty shelves. But then… a faint sound echoed behind the wall, and everyone fell silent. Fᴜʟʟ sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs