SUMMARY || The telephone calls from his ex girlfriend was scaring him. Especially when she claimed that he murdered her.
WC || 1.8k
WARNINGS || horror, character deaths
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"911, please state your emergency."
Static. He waited for a minute more but there still wasn't any sound coming from the other side.
Baekhyun sighed exasperatedly, sure that this was another prank call. Halloween night was looming close which also meant teenagers found it funny to call the operators up at night to scare them.
But he was used to this. After all, this was what he was trained for.
He was about to hang up the call when he heard a sound. Immediately he jerked back the phone to his ear and strained them to hear anything, but now he could hear a buzzing sound.
"Hello? How can I help-"
"Help."
He inhaled sharply, the woman's raspy voice very clear in the empty office. Baekhyun was the only one serving shift in his floor currently, and the only thing accompanying him was the soft beeping on the seven screens in front of him and the buzzing of the fluorescent tube lights above him.
"Ma'am, what is happening?"
His fingers flew across the keyboard, noting down the number first and then quickly texting the other department to find out the location of the call.
"Pl-please help. Make him stop." The woman whispered, her ragged breath harsh against his ears.
"You need to tell me what is happening so that I can help you. What is your name ma'am?"
He was still calm, he had enough experience to know what would happen if he lost his cool too.
A message dinged on one of his screens indicating that they had traced the nearest cell tower of the cell phone.
"Officer Lee." He said, already on the other line, talking to the nearest official he could see. "We have a 911 emergency of abuse."
"Roger that. Address?"
"It's..." Baekhyun's voice trailed off on seeing the address. No way- How was that possible?
The address was his house.
He cleared his throat, sure that the address was wrong since they tracked the nearest cell tower, and that could be miles away from the destination.
"The address shows my house but I think it means nearby places."
There was a pause, as though Taeyong too seemed to be trying to process this.
"On my way."
"Ma'am," Baekhyun said, back to line one, "if you could tell me your name or your address, or even what is happening to you I could help you out."
