911

911

6/22/86 – 3:00 AM

     Dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

     Caller: *whispering* I’m not sure. I’m not sure. I’m not sure.

     Dispatcher: Ma’am. Can you please speak up. I can barely hear you. What is your location?

     Caller: *whispering* I’m not sure. I’m not sure. I’m not sure.

     Dispatcher: Tell me your name and we can go from there. What’s going on, honey?

     Caller: *whispers* Amy Thompson.

     Dispatcher: Hi, Amy. I have a Patrol Officer sent to your location. Looks like you’re using the phone booth on the corner of E 59^th St and S Calumet Ave. Do you visit Washington Park often?

     Amy: *whispers* It wants me to go to Bynum Island. No, they. I see more than one. They want to take me with them…

     Dispatcher: Who? Who is trying to take you? Patrol will be there very soon, Amy. They are just now crossing E 57^th St.

     Amy: *Screams*

     Dispatcher:  Amy! Amy?! Are you still there?

     Dispatcher: Patrol 295. She screamed and I lost connection. Do you see anything?

     Patrol: I can’t believe what I observed shoot from Bynum Island. I was crossing E 58^th St and heard a woman scream; but this brilliant light coming from the Island took all my focus and it shot to the sky. Everything went silent. No woman screaming and all the cars and buildings on this block shut off until it was gone. Whatever it was, it used energy from the car and the buildings to take off.

     Dispatcher: Lighting. There are storms coming. She must have been doped up and just ran off when lightning hit. You really should take a break. You been clocked in for 15 hours already.

6/22/86 – 7:00 PM

     Dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

     Caller: My daughter didn’t come home last night. She went out with Amanda to go see that Stevie Nicks Rock A Little Tour and never came home. She always comes home.

     Dispatcher: Ma’am, you can’t claim a missing person under 24 hours. Give her time to come home. If she isn’t home by this time tomorrow, call your local Police Department to make a report. Okay?

     Caller: Amy ALWAYS comes home! You have to do something!

     Dispatcher: Amy Thompson?

     Caller: Oh my god, Yes! Did you hear from her?! Is she okay?

     Dispatcher: She called last night and I took her call. I will transfer you to your Local Police station and they can go more into the details. I’m sorry I can’t be more help.

     Caller: Thank you. I just hope they have her at the station.

     Dispatcher: Me too. I will transfer you now, ma’am.

6/22/87 – 3:00 AM

     Dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

     Caller: She was here! I knew she wasn’t dead. I heard things shuffling in her room, so I went in and just saw her right before she turned into light.

     Dispatcher: Ma’am, who was in your house? Are you safe now?

     Caller: My daughter, Amy Thompson! You people told me after 6 months to give up on her coming home. She came back.

     Dispatcher: I can’t believe we got connected again! Mrs. Thompson, are you sure you saw her? It’s very late and lights coming in from the street and play tricks on you.

     Mrs. Thompson: They’re back.

     Dispatcher: Who’s back?

     Mrs. Thompson: *whispers* I’m not sure. I’m not sure. I’m not sure.

     Dispatcher: Patrol is on the way, Mrs. Thompson. Get under a bed or in a closet and stay quiet until they get there.

     Mrs. Thompson: *screams*

     Patrol: Get Fire out here. The house is up in flames. Looks like lightning hit the house. The flash was so brilliant, I still see nothing but white dots.

     Dispatcher: Okay, they are on the way. Please, go inside and save that woman. She is linked to a missing person case from a year ago and something suspicious is going on.

     Patrol: If there is anyone in that house, they are already gone, Dispatch.

6/22/97 – 3:00 AM

     Dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

     Caller: *Voice One* How did we get back here? *Voice Two* I’m not sure.

     Dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

     Callers: We’re not sure. I was, gone; and now I have this phone in my hand. There was pressure. Then, there was nothing for a long time. My mom is here.

     Dispatcher: Okay. Do you need Patrol, medical or fire? Is your mother okay, Darling?

     Callers: She is fine. Right, Mom? “Yes.” She said she’s fine.

     Dispatcher: What are your names? I have patrol on the way to… the phone booth on the corner of E 59^th St and S Calumet Ave!! Amy?!

     Amy: How did you know my name?

     Dispatcher: You and your mother been missing for quite some time. Please, stay still, patrol will be there any minute. I am so happy to hear from you. You been haunting my dreams and thoughts for over 10 years.

     Amy: Ten years?! I was just on here yesterday. I even remember… *whispers* they wanted to take me.

     Dispatcher: It’s fine, Honey. They are pulling up on you right now.

     Amy: *Screams* Don’t take us!!!

     Dispatcher: Amy!?! Mrs. Thompson!?!

     Dispatcher: Please, tell me you found them. Patrol 110?

     Patrol: Yes, Cindy. We got the women from the phone booth in the back of the squad. There is a bright light over Washington Park.

      Cindy: Just make it back to the Station. I have tons of questions for these ladies.

The End