"911, what's your emergency?"
"Please, you've got to help me. He's going to kill me!"
"Ma'am, calm down. Who's going to kill you?"
"My boyfriend. He's pissed and he's gonna kill me! I know it!"
"Ma'am, what is your address? I am tracking the satellite now if you cannot tell me."
"I live at 5555 North Fault Street. I can hear him coming upstairs! Please hurry!"
"Don't worry miss, police are on the way. Please do not disconnect the call."
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Abuse
Short StorySomething I randomly thought of. Probably won't get past a chapter because I lose ideas quickly.