The Last Emergency Call I Took


I’m Nina Rodriguez, i’m a police officer, have been for a good seven years. In my time in the force I have seen some pretty… pretty fucked up shit to say the least: crazed druggies, abusive parents, and even a few calls for help from the suicides. But, none of those could ever hope to compare to an emergency call I’d taken last month.
I now abhor taking emergency calls, not because of the over worried people calling about every little squeak in their house, the noise complaints, or even the occasional prank call, though those could get pretty annoying. No, the worst thing about taking an emergency call is knowing that I had to sit on the other side of a phone and, no matter how much I hoped or how fast a squad car could get there, had absolutely no power over the situation. The following is, unfortunately, this situation:
The day was like any other, monotonous in its predictability. It was a Wednesday night and the end of my shift was still a ways off. Don’t get me wrong, I love being a police officer, but I didn’t sign up to be a secretary. I sighed and flipped through the files on my desk, absentmindedly scanning through the different reports from earlier that day.The was nothing of dire importance, no hit-and-runs, robberies, or violence. Life in the country didn’t require as much police attention as, say, any of the major cities. My phone rang on the corner of my desk, waking me from my thoughts.
“991, what’s your emergency?” I said in a monochrome tone.
“Please, I need your help.” A small feminine voice answered. I leaned forward.
“Yes, what’s the emergency ma’am?” I repeated, preparing my pen and pad.
“There’s someone outside my house, he’s just standing there.” She answered, sounding frightened. This was not entirely unusual situation. There have been several different cases filed for crazed stalkers.
“Now, stay calm, everything’s going to be alright.” I said in my most convincing and gentle voice. I then continued with the standard questions. “And how long has he been there, ma’am?”
“I don’t know. I just looked out the window a while ago and he was just standing there. He just appeared there a little while after it got dark… That was about an hour ago. And he hasn’t moved an inch or ever stopped looking at me.” I stopped writing, this was getting a little strange, a person just standing in one place, never moving or even looking away. Who ever this was, I had a feeling that they could be very dangerous.
“Ok, ma’am, we’ll send an officer. What’s your name and street address?”
“Elizabeth Traville, 1465 Wellington Rd.” With a hum, I wrote down the address, and gave it to an officer on standby and he went on his way there.
“Ok, ma’am, we’re are sending a cruiser now.” I could hear an audible sigh of relief.
“In the mean time”, I began,“ can you try to describe the man to me, do you know him?” I asked, identifying the perp and making sure she was safe were the most important things at this time.
“Well..I definitely don’t know him, or anyone with that body type. He’s…tall, very tall, pale, and skinny, almost…. emaciated looking. And He’s…. naked, I think. But, I think he’s too far to tell.”
“Ok, can you see his face, describe it for me?”
“No, it’s too dark to see his face. And I don’t know how to describe it, but I know he’s definitely looking at me, has been the whole time he’s been here.”
“Are all your doors locked?” I asked.
“I think my back door’s still unlocked, i’ll go lock it real quick.”
“Ok, I’ll stay on line.” I heard her walk around and the familiar, resonant click of a deadbolt lock could be heard.
“Ok, I am back, now everythings locked and he’s…” She trailed off.
“What is it ma’am?” I asked.
“Ma’am?” I grew more and more uncomfortable in the silence. The quiet seemed to last forever until she spoke again in a more hushed tone than before.
“He’s closer now. Before he was just at the edge of my woods, tens of yards away, but now, he’s only half that.”
“It’s important that you stay calm. Now, can you see any of his features now that he’s closer?”
“Yeah, It’s weird. He IS naked but I cannot see any genitals or hair or well…any defining features, it’s like he’s wearing some skin-tight suit. I still cannot really see his face but I can tells its deformed in some way. He’s still staring at me, it’s so unnerving.”
“Ok ma’am, I am going to need you to find a safe place to lock yourself in incase anything goes wrong.” I said a calmly as possible, trying not to scare her any farther.
“Y-yeah, ok. My bedroom door has a lock and so does my bathr–” She trailed off once more and I could hear a small whimper.
“Ma’am? Is everything alright?”
“He’s closer.” Her voice was so quiet that if I was not listening so intently, I could have missed it.
“Ma’am?” I asked again.
“He’s so much closer. I just absent-mindedly looked at my bathroom for a second, and then he cleared the almost 30 yards from where he was to the house. But at least now I can make out his….oh god.”
“Ma’am?” My voice came out in a small peep, I was on the edge of my chair.
“Oh god, his face. I can see his face, it’s pressed up against the window. It’s awful. His eyes are so large, like black pool balls bulging out of his head, and he has this….smile that goes from ear to ear, or were his ears should be.” She let out with a sob. I needed to stop her from getting hysterical over… whatever it was on the other side of her window.
“Ma’am, you are going to need to go to that safe place now.” I said regaining my commanding voice.
No reply.
“Ma-” I was interrupted.
“Help me.” Her voice begged through the speaker of the phone and was soon followed by the sound of breaking glass. The phone clattered onto the floor with the clack of hollow plastic. She let out a loud shriek. She said various pleas, begging to be let go, but to no avail. Her screams trailed away, sounding more and more far off until I could not hear her anymore. Nothing but silence followed and time seemed to slow to a crawl. I did not know how long I sat there waiting for something, anything. I also did not realize how tightly I was holding into the phone, not until I heard the sirens of a police car and hung up. That was the squad car that I had sent out not fifteen minutes ago.

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  • Commented on May 4, 2018 at 5:35 pm

    This Was Very Spoopy

  • Commented on May 4, 2018 at 8:53 pm

    This is really well written!

  • Commented on May 5, 2018 at 7:06 am

    OMG this is so amazing creepypasta 🙂

  • Dannt
    Commented on May 7, 2018 at 12:04 am

    You might wanna fix the 991 thing its a minor complaint but it just bugs me lol

  • Commented on May 7, 2018 at 9:21 am

    Nice post. If you need homework and you hasn’t time go on and order your homework, essays, etc. Very fast!

  • mason karnes
    Commented on May 8, 2018 at 11:50 am

    I have questions is this a real story cause it sounded realistic sorry for my bad english

  • Commented on May 8, 2018 at 4:57 pm

    wow. So Good. I am shaking.

  • Commented on May 9, 2018 at 12:42 am

    I dont get the last line…

  • Commented on May 9, 2018 at 2:09 pm

    dude this was scary and interesting but i have heard stories similar to this keep it up 7/10

  • Commented on May 9, 2018 at 10:43 pm

    Jesus that was scary there was a few spelling errors though that’s okay but good god! that’s so scary!

  • Commented on May 10, 2018 at 7:10 pm

    Woah…… just woah…….

  • Commented on May 10, 2018 at 11:44 pm

    That was amazing
    I wouldn’t be suprised if mr nightmare read it

  • That Guy Gary
    Commented on May 11, 2018 at 1:59 pm

    991 vat iz ur emagensy

  • Commented on May 11, 2018 at 4:04 pm

    Creepy. I was expecting it to be standing outside the officers window at the end. Very good.

  • Some Dude
    Commented on May 11, 2018 at 4:05 pm

    I really liked it. Only one thing to consider: 911 dispatchers are not police officers.

  • Commented on May 12, 2018 at 2:15 pm

    i do not understand what is so much more frightening about this call than any other 911 call… perhaps i need more closure as to why this call was more traumatizing than the rest.

  • WarrenRazor
    Commented on May 13, 2018 at 6:52 pm

    Sort of a retelling of that story about that guy doing a handstand in front of someone’s house. Nonetheless, it was enjoyable.

  • Commented on May 14, 2018 at 2:25 pm

    definitely creepy. nicely done.

  • iamlegend
    Commented on May 14, 2018 at 3:32 pm

    that gave me chills

  • Commented on May 14, 2018 at 5:35 pm

    Holy Crap

  • sky
    Commented on May 15, 2018 at 4:37 pm

    I was hoping it would be longer but I still enjoyed it.

  • Commented on May 16, 2018 at 8:14 am

    This is the perfect Pasta; Short and Sweet, it crams in just enough plot and Character to have you worry for the Woman but leaves out just enough for you to ask questions. Beautiful pasta.
    I’d rate it a 9.5 out of 10. Great work.

  • Commented on May 17, 2018 at 11:28 am

    Ok, when the guy moved the first time she looked away, YOU SHOULDN’T LOOK AWAY AGAIN WOMEN! IT’S VERY OBVIOUS IT’S LIKE A WEEPING ANGEL FROM DOCTOR WHO

  • Gerard way
    Commented on May 18, 2018 at 7:09 pm

    it sounds like THE RAKE

  • Commented on May 19, 2018 at 4:52 am

    Awesome….. Love this story and it sends chills up my spine! Few stories do that anymore ! 10/10

  • Commented on May 30, 2018 at 4:59 am

    I,d love to see this as a short horror vid. I bet it would be the net thing shitty Hollywood would buy and ruin,


  • Bex
    Commented on June 1, 2018 at 6:37 am

    *facepalm* How is this going unnoticed?

  • Commented on June 1, 2018 at 7:52 am

    The only thing is… It would be scarier from the squad cara perspective, but nice to see some pasta with proper English. Or at least as close as you can get here . 5/5

  • Breanne
    Commented on June 2, 2018 at 1:29 am

    that was creepy i didnt understand the part when she said that she sent it out 15 minutes ago… was she the girl calling

  • Commented on June 6, 2018 at 4:37 pm

    The intro is a little sloppy and is hard to read.

  • Commented on June 9, 2018 at 9:16 am

    10/10 would read again

  • Fresh Creepypasta Narrator
    Commented on June 17, 2018 at 3:59 pm

    This is a really great story! its so good! I narrated it for my youtube channel I hope that okay with you? My channel is called Fresh Creepypasta Narrator if you’re curious, but I truly hope I give this story justice and I hope its alright that I narrated it, thanks:)

  • Commented on June 21, 2018 at 12:32 pm

    I really enjoyed this one. A story from the point of view from someone in that line of work; I feel as though readers can relate. In the sense of ‘on the outside looking in’. You can’t see what’s happening and you can’t control the situation, you can only listen and wait. Very good. Builds up an awful lot of tension and I could picture it vividly!

  • grace
    Commented on June 29, 2018 at 5:38 am

    was a good short story, the only thing that bothered me was the unrealistic aspects such as the police officer answering 911 phone calls. That’s the job of a 911 operator. It may sound silly but I find that stories are a lot creepier when as realistic as possible

  • mark melander
    Commented on June 30, 2018 at 4:09 am

    i think that the person is jeff the killer or the smiling man on steroids

  • Mikky
    Commented on July 4, 2018 at 11:18 pm

    i wanted to be more active on this site and post and review but it seems the sign up link isnt working. the recaptcha no longer works making it impossible to sign up. i was wondering if someone could maybe help me out? maybe bringing that to the site managers attention? if you can help please email me also very tasty pasta. one of my favorites

  • Kymmieiscool
    Commented on July 5, 2018 at 12:34 am

    Creepier than I thought, whoever wrote that must be a great writer.. I’m going to get nightmares, 100%..

  • Mikky
    Commented on July 5, 2018 at 3:11 am

    i wanted to be more active on this site and post and review but it seems the sign up link isnt working. the recaptcha no longer works making it impossible to sign up. i was wondering if someone could maybe help me out? maybe bringing that to the site managers attention? if you can help please email me also very tasty pasta. one of my favorites. same person as before wrong email

  • Commented on July 9, 2018 at 11:53 pm

    If this had switched to the persepective of the squad car at the end I feel like it would have been better.

  • be_a_savage_sandwich
    Commented on July 16, 2018 at 12:38 pm

    wow.HELP ME

  • Commented on July 27, 2018 at 4:54 pm

    i appreciated the way it was written, almost one to none on grammar mistakes. the vocabulary used really helped to bring the story alive

  • Commented on August 25, 2018 at 1:34 am

    This is fantastic, I really enjoyed this, it was just perfect to read, and I liked some of the words you used, I actually had to look them up haha

  • Marcapwier
    Commented on September 2, 2018 at 1:53 am

    Woah. I read lots of CreepyPasta but that….. woah. That was one that just made me a little scared.

  • Commented on September 20, 2018 at 12:15 am

    Heyo! Did a reading of this on YouTube if anybody’s interested, thoroughly enjoyed:

  • Jennix
    Commented on September 23, 2018 at 10:51 pm

    It’s actually a good story but I think there needs to be more built to it like a sequel kinda

  • kim
    Commented on September 25, 2018 at 2:43 pm

    I think it’s pretty good, not bad at all. I liked it.

  • Commented on October 28, 2018 at 7:05 pm

    I didnt get it lmao

  • Commented on November 5, 2018 at 7:57 pm

    Not bad but minor grammer errors.

  • Melissa
    Commented on May 21, 2019 at 2:36 am

    I feel like this is very similar to this short horror film:
    Maybe the author has never seen the short film, but some credit needs to be given. Too close for my liking.

  • Commented on December 17, 2019 at 9:19 am

    you know them city folk? always up to trouble. Mighty fine times we live in huh? :0

  • TheSnowOwl
    Commented on February 5, 2020 at 9:57 am

    OOF nice writing skills. i used this story in my school project and got a 8. wohoooo very nice

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