A wealthy 78-year-old grandfather offered me $50,000 if I would spend just one night in his mansion. I accepted the offer, but when he locked the bedroom door and whispered to me, “Take off your shoes. We’re starting now,” I froze in fear. What happened at midnight made me fall to my knees and burst into uncontrollable tears… – Cute Info

Richard looked at Margaret.

She was crying silently now, her eyes fixed on me.

“Our daughter Catherine left this house with her little girl,” he began. “She was twenty-six years old. She had been visiting us for several days, and she was supposed to return the following morning.”

He swallowed.

“She never came home.”

Margaret covered her mouth.

“There was an accident,” she whispered. “A terrible accident.”

Richard nodded.

“Catherine’s car was found on a rural road during a storm. The vehicle had left the road and struck a tree. Catherine was badly injured. She was taken to a hospital, but the information recorded under her name was incomplete and later entered incorrectly into the records.”

He looked at me.

“She died before we could reach her.”

I felt my eyes burning.

“And the little girl?”

Richard’s face tightened.

“She disappeared.”

For several seconds, nobody spoke.

“The police searched for her,” he continued. “Volunteers searched the surrounding fields and roads. We put up notices and contacted hospitals. We hired investigators. We spent years following false leads.”