I’m A 911 Operator And Tonight I Got The Most Terrifying Call Of My Entire Life

Wes Peck

Thurs., July 27, 2017, 19:13:00

Operator: 911, what’s the address of your emergency?

Caller: I’m in the walls.

Operator: Sir, I need the address of your emergency.

Caller: She doesn’t know I’m in the house.

Operator: I need you to tell me the nature of your emergency. Are you or anyone else in danger?

Caller: Soon.

Operator: Are you able to tell me the nature of your emergency?

Caller: I’ve been here for so long. I’ve been waiting. I will continue to wait.

Operator: Sir, you need to know that playing a joke on 911 is a crime. If this isn’t a joke, you need to let me know immediately.

Caller: No joke. I’m hiding.

Operator: If you cannot tell me the location of your emergency, I will need to terminate this call.

Caller: I’m at 350 Hill Street in Falmouth.

Operator: …..sir?

Caller: yes……

Operator: …..that’s….. that’s my address.

Caller: yes…….

Operator: I’m – this – using 911 to play a joke –

Caller: You can confirm my location. In fact, I’m sure you have by now.

Operator: Oh my God. (inaudible)

Caller: Yes.

Operator: Why are you doing this?

Caller: When the wind is done blowing, never comes back. Destruction is its mausoleum.

Operator: That doesn’t make any sense. Why are you in my house? Is something wrong there?

Caller: Yes.

Operator: What’s wrong?

Caller: I am.

Operator: This – I don’t understand.

Caller: I watch you.

Operator: What?

Caller: I live in your house and I watch you. I’m in the walls.

Operator: No.

Caller: Yes.

Operator: (inaudible)

Caller: Speak up, Alice.

Operator: How do you know my name?

Caller: I know more than you understand, Alice.

Operator: (sobbing noise)

Caller: Keep control of yourself, Alice.

Operator: Police are on their way.

Caller: I know.

Operator: You’re committing a crime.

Caller: I know.

Operator: You’ll be going to jail.

Caller: I doubt it.

Operator: Why?

Caller: You must realize, Alice, that I possess quite a bit of stealth. I’ll be long gone by the time Unit 45 arrives from its location 1.2 miles away.

Operator: How……?

Caller: They’ll see where I’ve been, of course. They’ll even figure out where I’ve been getting into and out of the walls.

Operator: Then stay away. Just stay away.

Caller: I will.

Operator: Good.

Caller: For a bit.

Operator: (inaudible) Never. Never come back.

Caller: I will return when you get complacent again. You’ll be alert, paranoid even, for some time. You’ll be an emotional wreck and jump at shadows – and justifiably so. Your family and friends will walk you through it. But slowly… you’ll start to heal. Those aforementioned family and friends will support this healing. They’ll encourage you to put this all behind you, to move on. Once you’ve healed, after you’ve moved, on, then I will return.

Operator: (inaudible)

Caller: It’s better this way. Healing will be your pain.

Operator: I’ll move.

Caller: And I’ll follow you there.

Operator: (inaudible)

Caller: Surely you must comprehend that if I know so much about you now, you’ll never be able to move without me becoming aware. You’ll never be free of me. The wonderful thing is that even when I’m physically away from you, I’ll always be on your mind. I’ll never leave.

Operator: (inaudible)

Caller: Good night, Alice.

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This story originally appeared at NoSleep.

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