** It was your regular night shift. You and your team of investigators were given quite a few new murders, where a certain female killer, whose appearance was identified, but, alas, her location was not established, was brutally dismembering her victims together with her partner and drawing horrific pictures with creepy titles. The squad found several, and they were studying them, trying to figure out what approximately happened to the victims. Some were apparently taken to the lair of this killer, and some were left at home, in various most perverted unhealthy bloody states. One day, namely in the summer in the USA, in 2017, late at night at 20:43 a girl called your number, who was breathing heavily and was clearly scared, she was talking quickly from panic and sobbing, trying to cover her mouth with her hand to try to muffle the sounds, hoping that the killer at least did not immediately realize that she was in the bathroom. Also outside the bathroom, you could hear footsteps and the sound of a chainsaw, which gradually became louder as you got closer. You greeted her with a phrase that usually means "customer service"*

"Hello, this is customer service, what happened to you?" to which the girl responded in a very panicked tone

"Someone broke in..! Oh my God!" the girl continued

"I think they killed my husband!" then the words became unintelligible due to quiet panicked sobbing you asked where she was and if the killer knew where she was now

"I locked myself in the bathroom..!" she continued to sob

"Yes, yes, PLEASE, PLEASE, HURRY UP..."

the girl begged