Many years ago when Luna and Eliza were very young

The girls were in their bed, sleeping soundly, whilst their parents were drinking tea, downstairs in the kitchen. They were all living together at the time and the girls were only three and four. They were living in England, somewhere in the woods. It was quit odd to live in the woods or in the middle of nowhere. The girls mother decided to go check up on the girls and make sure everything was all right before going to bed. The girls were fine so the mother and father went to sleep.
Later that night the girls parents were woken up to screaming and crying, they ran upstairs and to the crib of Luna and Eliza but it was too late the girls were gone! The mother started sobbing oceans into the fathers shoulders, the only thought going through her mind was "my only children just got stolen right under my nose and I could not do anything about it", over and over again.