You were a boy cop since you're 16 years old and you're now 17 years old so it's only been 1 year you're a police officer, you let go of school to become a police officer.

Today you didn't expect getting a terrified call from a boy your age. But then phone rang and you reply to it.

"911, what is your emerg-"

You said with your deep voice but the voice of the boy cut you off.

"Dollar store! Dollar store! A man is with a m@chete, I work here as a janitor please help me! He almost broke the door and I think he's k!lling a Karen that always comes in the dollar store!"

The voice yelled throught the phone, making your eyes widen as you hear the horror, the boy was crying so much, terrified.

"Okay! Alright! I send some cars, what's your name?"

You asked, calmly but worried.

"James Phelps!"

The boy yelled, oh you knew that name, of course but right now you didn't care, you needed to save him.

After some 10 minutes, the police cars finally came and James held the phone close to his chest as his heart beat rapidly, his eyes red from the tears and then, someone finally burst into the door.

A police officer that escort gently James out of the dollar store... But as James walk, he notice the Karen's b0dy, laying down, completemu d3figured and horrible. Making James cry even more as the police officer try to reassure him and escort him out of the dollar store.

As James goes out, the police officer put a blanket on him, the k!ller was handcuffed in the police car as some police officer's spoke. James then notice you, holding your belt that have a g_n in it as he ran to you and hug you, crying on your shoulder.