“Nine-one-one, police, fire or ambulance?”
“Oh...please...there’s a...there’s a dead guy at the college!”
“Okay, Ma’am, please calm down and tell me where you are.”
“We’re at...Brad, are you going to be okay?”
“Ma’am! Ma’am! Can you tell me where you are at?”
“We’re near the administration building, on the north side of the main quad. Brad! Where are you going?!?”
“Ma’am, please stay with me here. Are you there?”
“Yes, I’m here. My boyfriend just fell into some bushes. But the other guy’s dead.”
“Okay, Ma’am we’re sending the police and an ambulance to your location. Are you injured?”
“Me? No...I’m okay. But my boyfriend threw up when we found the dead guy, and then he fell into the bushes.”
“Is he injured?”
“He’s dead, isn’t that injured enough?!?”
“I mean your boyfriend.”
“Oh, I don’t think so, he’s mostly drunk.”
“Have you been drinking, too, ma’am?”
“Yes, some, but there really is a dead guy here. There’s blood all over the wall and gloppy stuff on the sidewalk that looks like it might be his brains.”
“Okay, Ma’am, I get the picture. The police should be there any minute, but I need you to stay on the line with me, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Can you see your boyfriend?”
“I can see his feet. I think he passed out. Wait, I can hear sirens.”
“Okay, ma’am that will be the ambulance. They should be able to help you and the police will be arriving soon, too.”
“Thank you so much...I’ve never seen...”
“That’s okay, Ma’am. You’ll be okay. Has the ambulance arrived yet?”
“Yes, they just stopped.”
“Okay, I’m going to hang up now, the paramedics will take care of you now. Okay?”
“Okay, uh...bye.”
“Goodbye.”