A girl called the police and said her father was under the floor: when the

. Beneath the pristine laminate floor, wrapped in layers of plastic and old blankets, was the body of a man. The officers recoiled in horror, the grim discovery quickly shifting the atmosphere from disbelief to chilling reality. The girl’s innocent dream was a haunting premonition of a hidden tragedy.

The mother, witnessing the scene unfold, collapsed into a chair, her face pale with shock. “This can’t be… he left us,” she stammered, tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. “He just left one day and never came back.”

The officers, now working quickly, roped off the area and called for backup. The house, once a home, was now a crime scene. Neighbors peered through their windows, drawn by the commotion, as the girl’s quiet street transformed into a hub of flashing lights and somber activity.

As detectives and forensic teams arrived, the officers who had first responded took the girl aside. Her eyes were wide, yet there was a strange calm about her, as if her role in this mysterious sequence of events was now complete. “Is my daddy okay?” she asked, her voice barely audible.

One of the officers knelt beside her, choosing his words carefully. “We found him, sweetheart,” he said gently. “And we’ll make sure we find out what happened to him.”

The investigation unraveled a tale darker than anyone could have imagined. The man beneath the floor was indeed the girl’s father, reported missing months earlier. Initially suspected to have abandoned his family, his disappearance had left questions that the living room’s floor now answered.

Detectives pieced together the evidence, uncovering a web of deceit and betrayal. It turned out that the girl’s mother was involved with another man, a fact that had remained hidden until now. Under mounting pressure and a crumbling marriage, a confrontation between the girl’s parents had escalated tragically. The mother’s lover, in a fit of rage and desperation, had killed the father and concealed his body under the newly installed flooring. The mother, complicit in the cover-up, had maintained the facade of abandonment, hoping to start anew.

The girl, with her dreams and innocent persistence, had unknowingly unravelled the secret her mother had locked away. Her simple plea for help had brought justice for her father, who had remained beneath their feet, silent and forgotten.