Lilia started waking up in tears, falling asleep at school, and drawing darker, more disturbing pictures. Her teacher called home, saying the girl had become withdrawn and frightened.

One night, the mother decided to sleep in her daughter’s room. But the night passed quietly — no steps, no rustling. When she told Lilia, the girl just lowered her eyes:

“He doesn’t come when adults stay. Only when I’m alone.”

Day by day, Lilia grew more exhausted and worn out. Her mother began to genuinely worry, but still couldn’t fully believe her — not until that night.