The officers moved carefully from one room to the next, their footsteps echoing in the quiet house. Each room was filled with scattered items and a sense of neglect. The only sound they could hear was the faint, uneven breathing of a child.
After searching for what felt like forever, they finally found a small, dimly lit room. In the corner, they saw a small figure huddled up. The weak light showed Lily’s scared face and wide eyes. She was crouched tightly, holding her toy bear close.