Terrifying 911 Call

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"911. "What's your emergency?" I said as I answered the phone. 

"There's a bat in my house." A loud scream came over the speaker. "Send someone to come and get it." 

"Alright ma'am, I will send animal control over as soon as possible." The caller thanked me and said she would be waiting outside. I pressed the button to dispatch the nearest unit. 

I sat in my cubicle, doodling with my ballpoint pen on a piece of blank white paper. Being a dispatcher isn't always easy. Especially in the middle of nowhere, Montana, with a population of 500, We get random calls about bobcats, bison, and bears coming into the yard, teenagers prank calling because they are bored, and of course, the regular hunting emergencies. But all of this is few and far between; sometimes we can go hours without getting a call. which makes it hard when you work the night shift alone.

"Kara?" I heard my straight-laced boss say as he came down the hallway. 

"I'm here!” I yelled back, still doodling on the white paper. I could hear his staggered footsteps coming in my direction. 

"Oh, hey," he said, popping his head around the corner. "I'm leaving. "Do you need anything before I go?"

"I think I'm good." I held up my now-cold coffee.

"I'll turn off the rest of the lights then." Have a great night.

"I heard the sound of the lights turning off down the hallway. It's those fluorescent lights that make a buzzing sound whenever you're under them. I hate when they get turned off; everything gets so silent. Being in this building at night all by yourself, the imagination can get the best of you.

I sat at my desk, looking at the seven computer screens. On one screen, I could see exactly where the emergency responders were located at any given moment. I started memorizing the street names in our designated area. At this time, nothing was going on. It had been a very quiet night.

Taking a sip of my cold coffee, I started jotting down my grocery list for the next day. At this point, the coffee was only doing so much to keep me awake at 1 a.m. "What do I need?" I asked out loud. I wrote down that I needed chicken, vegetables, toilet paper, and wine—multiple bottles of wine. I finished making my list, folding it into my jeans' pocket.

A beeping sound started coming through my

headphones, meaning someone was calling in. I

looked up as a name and number flashed on the

"911, what's your emergency?” I said clearly to

"What's your name?" "What can I help you with?" |

I replied, "I can't help you unless you tell me

what's wrong," and then the phone line went

Immediately dialing the number back, I waited

for it to ring. But there was no dial tone and it

wouldn't reconnect. I decided to call one of the

"Jenkins, I need you to respond to 5689 Hickory

Valley Road. There could be a possible VIC. I

tried calling her back but I got no answer," I said

"Thanks, Kara. Hope you are having a good night

all by your lonesome.” He started laughing.

"What are you going to do all by yourself in that

"You're an asshole." As a matter of fact, I am

I sat back in my chair looking at the right hand

screen. A red dot started moving slowly towards

the area where the young girl called from.

Watching as it got closer and closer, I wondered

if she was okay. Then the dot just stopped. This

usually means the responding officer got to the

location or close to it. Our map shows streets,

Waiting for Jenkins to call me back, I took

another sip of coffee. I watched the clock as it

slowly passed- second by second, minute by

minute. I was about to ring him back when the

"911 dispatch, what' the exact location of your

phone number flashed on the screen. This time I

"I tried calling you back but we couldn't get an

answer. A responding officer should be there

"Shortly," I said hurriedly, but in a stern manner.

"Why won't you help me?" she whimpered. I

"We are trying to help you, Olivia." Someone

They should be there any second, I promise you. Can

you stay on the line with me?" I asked while

"Closed," she replied. "You can find us in the

closet." I could hear another distant whimpering

That wasn't coming from the VIC on the line.

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