At exactly 2:17 a.m., the emergency line at 112 rang through the quiet control room.
The operator almost dismissed the call before answering—night shifts were often filled with bored teenagers playing pranks. But the moment she heard the voice on the other end, she froze.
— Ma’am… my mom and dad won’t wake up… and the house smells weird…
The operator’s hand tightened around the phone. This wasn’t a joke.
— Sweetheart, can you tell me your name?
— Sofia… I’m seven…
— Okay, Sofia. Where are your parents right now?
— In their bedroom… I tried shaking them… but they don’t move…


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